Alpha Trauma Vol. 4 Chapter 7 - Extra (4)

“Um…”

Dohyeon raised his free hand, gently bending his thumb and index finger, just like he had done before. Through the gap between his fingers, his delicately curved eyes could be seen.

“A little?”

“…”

“But I’m feeling better.”

His expression was naturally gentle, but when he was drunk, his warmth was beyond words. His eyes closed slightly, his parted lips showing neat teeth. It wasn’t the kind of forced smile he showed others but a genuine one, reserved only for Wooyeon.

“Hyung…”

Wooyeon began slowly, fiddling with Dohyeon’s hand. His face was angelic, but his fingers were long and sturdy, with prominent knuckles. They were aesthetically pleasing, but Wooyeon thought they were more cool than beautiful.

“Hyung, I…”

Instead of pushing him to continue, Dohyeon blinked. His dark pupils appeared and disappeared behind his eyelids, like a scene out of a painting, entrancing Wooyeon, who brought Dohyeon’s hand to his cheek.

“Should I make you feel good?”

It was an impulsive question, but he didn’t regret saying it. First, because Dohyeon looked at him with endearing eyes, and second, because he responded with a satisfied smile and asked, “How would you do that?” Wooyeon immediately released his hand and lowered himself to the floor beside the sofa.

“That’s not a place to sit.”

But Dohyeon slid his hands under Wooyeon’s arms, lifting him up with a pretend stern expression and a shake of his head. Wooyeon snuggled into his embrace and protested softly.

“What do you mean, it’s your place, Hyung…”

“In my house, there’s no reason for you to kneel.”

Though drunk, his tone was unexpectedly firm. Wooyeon, who had turned his head slightly, wrapped his arms around Dohyeon’s neck. Dohyeon’s large hand calmly stroked Wooyeon’s back.

“I wanted to… with my mouth…”

“….”

In that moment, Dohyeon froze. Normally, he would have recognized Wooyeon’s intentions right away, but this time, he looked genuinely flustered. With his face buried in Dohyeon’s neck, Wooyeon murmured softly.

“If I can’t sit on the floor, what should I do?”

It was a simple conclusion born from a simple thought. Dohyeon seemed down, and something about watching him in that state made Wooyeon feel a pleasant itch deep in his stomach, like a mischievous desire to kill two birds with one stone.

“…Really…”

Dohyeon exhaled a shallow breath, his words trailing off. The alcohol had surely slowed down his thoughts.

“Who taught you such things…”

Who else would it have been? He had only ever had one “teacher” since he was young.

“I’ll take care of you too.”

Wooyeon whispered in a breath-like tone, feeling a delayed embarrassment after his bold move to the floor. He made sure to gauge Dohyeon’s reaction, just in case he wasn’t in the mood.

“Do you mind?”

“…”

It might have been his imagination, but the previously relaxed pheromones seemed to tighten. Dohyeon seemed to be holding them back deliberately, judging by how their strength had lessened. After a brief silence, Dohyeon gently pushed Wooyeon away.

“Wooyeon, you can’t.”

“…Why not?”

“Why not, you ask…”

Dohyeon looked at Wooyeon’s face carefully. His gaze was so direct that Wooyeon’s cheeks burned. Tilting his head slightly, Dohyeon focused his gaze on Wooyeon’s flushed lips.

“What could you possibly fit in that small mouth?”

“….”

It didn’t sound like a joke at all. He even touched the corner of his mouth and added, “It’d tear,” making it even harder to take lightly. Wooyeon rolled his eyes and dropped his lashes in a delicate motion.

“So, you don’t want to?”

“…”

Dohyeon, more honest than usual in his drunken state, couldn’t hide the shaky look in his eyes. Unable to give a yes or no answer, he reached out for something on the table.

“…Well, here…”

Among countless headbands, he grabbed one with bunny ears. Placing it on Wooyeon’s bewildered head, he smiled with satisfaction. His hands gently adjusted Wooyeon’s hair.

“So cute…”

The soft chuckle rumbled from his chest, and Wooyeon looked down with a flushed face. Despite confidently suggesting using his mouth, he suddenly felt embarrassed over a simple headband. Trying to divert the topic, he couldn’t help but recall the time he had worn a headband in the club room.

“Look at me, Teacher.”

Apparently, he really was drunk. He rarely used the word “teacher,” but Wooyeon responded promptly, as he always did to Dohyeon’s requests. As he looked up and met Dohyeon’s gaze, Dohyeon leaned in and softly pressed his lips to his.

“Mmm…”

It was a kiss where lips merely touched. No tongue entered, nor did saliva mix; he simply nibbled on Wooyeon’s lower lip with his front teeth.

Wooyeon’s arms wrapped around Dohyeon’s neck, his toes curling slightly. Despite the amount of alcohol he’d consumed, he could only smell Dohyeon’s faintly fragrant shampoo and his uniquely dry pheromones. The soft kiss slowly heightened his senses.

“I really like this…”

A tingling desire stirred in his lower abdomen. The relaxed pheromones flooded over him, soaking Dohyeon entirely. Slowly, Dohyeon released his hold, and Wooyeon gazed at him in a daze, his eyes glazed over.

“Who’s really drunk here, I wonder.”

Even his playful tone sounded different somehow. Dohyeon’s long fingers lingered around Wooyeon’s ear, lightly pinching his earlobe and whispering close to his forehead.

“Think you’re up for it?”

“…Yes.”

Wooyeon nodded, releasing a breath that was somewhere between excitement and trepidation. As he carefully rose, Dohyeon didn’t stop him this time.

“…”

“…”

Kneeling beside the sofa, Wooyeon spread Dohyeon’s legs. The plush rug cushioned his knees comfortably. As he brushed his palm along Dohyeon’s right thigh, he felt something other than just his leg beneath his touch.

“…Yeon-ah.”

Dohyeon’s fingers trembled. He gently stroked Wooyeon’s hair with a soft laugh, an inappropriate laugh given the situation. When Wooyeon looked up, he met eyes filled with dark desire.

“Do you know what you’re wearing right now?”

“…!”

Wooyeon belatedly remembered his appearance and froze. The bunny ears Dohyeon had put on him were still on his head. Blushing like a ripe tomato, Wooyeon reached for the bunny ears, but Dohyeon stopped him.

“Why? Leave them on.”

It was clearly a teasing tone. Even the way he grabbed Wooyeon’s wrist and pulled it between his legs was the same. But if Wooyeon resisted, Dohyeon would probably stop what he was about to do.

“If you can’t do it, tell me now.”

A large hand slowly traced Wooyeon’s ear. It touched his earlobe, brushed his cheek, and then gripped his slender chin. Pressing his thumb against Wooyeon’s lower lip, Dohyeon leaned in and warned him.

“I’m drunk right now… I can’t stop halfway. You know that, right?”

“…”

It was clearly a threat. Wooyeon’s spirit was half-broken, and he trembled slightly. Even though he wasn’t fully undressed, the outline visible through his clothes was large and intimidating.

“…No, you put it in below too.”

But sometimes, ignorance is bliss. Wooyeon thought that whether it was above or below, it would be equally difficult to take. He had put Dohyeon’s thing in a narrower place several times, but he didn’t remember it tearing or anything.

Wooyeon gulped once and reached for Dohyeon’s pants. Dohyeon was still watching him intently. After a few fumbles, Wooyeon pulled down his pants and underwear in one go, revealing his threateningly erect member.

“…”

Even though he had touched and inserted it before, it felt strangely unfamiliar now. It was too thick, long, and large to fit entirely in his mouth. Wooyeon cautiously wrapped his hand around the shaft and felt a scorching heat.

“…Ugh.”

Just stroking it up and down made Dohyeon moan, his throat vibrating. Encouraged, Wooyeon rubbed his lips against the shaft held in both hands. When he stuck out his tongue and licked the sensitive area, the hand gripping his hair tightened.

“Huh…”

Dohyeon’s eyes darkened. He slowly blinked and stroked Wooyeon’s eyebrows. Wooyeon expected him to say stop if it was too much, but surprisingly, Dohyeon even helped him.

“Just bite the tip.”

It was similar to when he had asked for a cigarette. Dohyeon’s observant gaze touched Wooyeon from head to toe. A sweet pheromone brushed his nose, and the member in front of him swelled even more. Wooyeon felt the pheromone surge and opened his mouth to take the glans.

“Ugh…”

The smooth tip filled his mouth tightly. Even though he had only taken a little bit, it was already too much. Ah, it’s too big… Just as he thought that, he heard a cracking voice.

“Don’t let it touch your teeth…”

“…”

“Use your tongue.”

Wooyeon obediently followed his instructions like a good child. He opened his mouth wider to avoid scraping with his teeth and rubbed the glans with his tongue. A large hand patted his back as if praising him.

“Lower your chin more…”

“…”

“Use your hands too.”

Even to himself, it felt like a mess. Saliva dripped from his mouth, and he had no technique. How did the teacher do this? Somehow, he was holding it in his mouth, but at this rate, his jaw would dislocate before Dohyeon could finish.

“You haven’t even taken half of it.”

Dohyeon found Wooyeon’s efforts adorable. His gentle hand was now wiping away the tears that had welled up in Wooyeon’s eyes. Wooyeon felt a sense of injustice as he swallowed the saliva that had pooled in his throat while still holding the member in his mouth.

“…”

The hand gripping the back of his head tightened. With a slightly forceful touch, Dohyeon fixed Wooyeon’s head in place. Then, he rubbed his member inside Wooyeon’s mouth and whispered quietly.

“I can’t stop…”

With those words, Dohyeon moved his hips. Wooyeon looked up, his eyelashes fluttering, and met Dohyeon’s pitch-black eyes. As a tear that had been hanging on his eyelashes rolled down his cheek, the member thrust deep into his throat.

“Huh…!”

It was a depth he couldn’t reach on his own. The member, pressing against his tongue, opened his throat without giving him a chance to breathe. Wooyeon struggled, but Dohyeon didn’t let go and released his pheromone.

“It’s okay, breathe.”

How could he breathe like this?

“Ugh…”

“Good boy…”

Despite pushing in relentlessly, Dohyeon’s touch was excessively gentle. He rubbed Wooyeon’s back and neck, loosening his grip. At the same time, the member withdrew slightly, making it a bit easier to breathe than before.

But soon, he slowly entered, scraping the roof of Wooyeon’s mouth.

“…!”

It wasn’t a sudden insertion like before. Dohyeon moved slowly, almost teasingly, to allow Wooyeon to adapt. The obscene-smelling object filled Wooyeon’s mouth, making his shoulders tremble.

“Lower your tongue…”

The experience of having his throat opened was not particularly pleasant. It was definitely hard to breathe, but somehow, he didn’t feel like gagging. Wooyeon let out a moan, and a gentle command followed.

“You have to suck.”

“…”

Reflexively, Wooyeon tightened his throat. When he pressed his tongue down, Dohyeon stroked his head as if praising him. With his other hand, he touched the stiff bunny ears and slowly moved his hips.

“Ugh, huh…”

It was torture. He couldn’t breathe, and tears streamed down his face. Yet, at some point, Wooyeon started moving his hips. It was definitely a painful act, but every time Dohyeon touched the soft mucous membrane inside his mouth, his sexual excitement increased.

Dohyeon touched Wooyeon with a careful hand, as if he might break him. After pushing deep into his throat, he never acted roughly again. However, the question he asked, his voice rumbling in his throat, was threateningly intimidating.

“Can I come in your mouth?”

“…”

Wooyeon hesitated for a moment, then closed his eyes and sucked the member. As he had been taught, he opened his throat and took it deep, squeezing it. When he pursed his lips to avoid touching it with his teeth, Dohyeon’s eyes flickered.

“…”

Semen gushed out. Half of it went down his throat, and the other half remained in his mouth. Startled, Wooyeon’s shoulders heaved, but Dohyeon did not pull out the member until he finished ejaculating.

“…Cough!”

Finally, Wooyeon choked and quickly turned his head. Saliva stretched from the member as it left his mouth. Dohyeon rubbed the wet tip against Wooyeon’s flushed cheek, licking his lips like a satisfied lion.

“Ugh…”

The liquid dripping from his chin could be saliva or semen, he couldn’t tell. His eyes were red from crying, and his cheeks were flushed. The member that had touched his cheek left a faint trace, and Wooyeon, clutching his throat with a foreign sensation, coughed repeatedly.

Dohyeon reached out to Wooyeon carefully. He wiped his eyes and cheeks, then lifted his chin. Kissing his wet eyes, Dohyeon brought his right foot between Wooyeon’s legs. Wooyeon’s shoulders trembled.

“Here…”

“…Huh.”

“Why are you hard?”

His erect member was pressed under Dohyeon’s foot. Unknowingly, it had grown hard on its own. Wooyeon shook his head, but Dohyeon didn’t pretend not to notice and traced the outline with his foot.

“Please, don’t, don’t do it…”

Wooyeon desperately grabbed Dohyeon’s leg. With a pleading face, he pressed his forehead against Dohyeon’s knee, and only then did the movement stop. Dohyeon reached out to Wooyeon gently.

“Come here, Yeon-ah.”

Dohyeon picked up Wooyeon and headed to the bedroom. Although Dohyeon was the one who had ejaculated, Wooyeon’s legs were weak. The milky liquid didn’t seem to bother him as he kissed Wooyeon’s wet face a couple of times while walking.

Carefully laying Wooyeon on the bed, Dohyeon crossed his arms and took off his T-shirt. His straight neck and shoulders were revealed under his disheveled hair. Wooyeon unconsciously opened his mouth and scanned Dohyeon’s muscular upper body with his eyes.

“…”

Even though he had seen this body many times, his impression changed every time. The broad shoulders and well-defined abs were impressive. Even Wooyeon, who had worked out a lot in the U.S., didn’t have a body like this. It seemed like he was naturally born with a perfect physique.

“You can touch it.”

Dohyeon took Wooyeon’s hand and brought it to his chest. The moderately firm chest touched his palm. When he curled his fingers, the soft skin clung to them.

“It’s all yours.”

The subtle voice seemed to cast a spell. Wooyeon, his face flushed red, slowly moved his hand. He touched the chest, the defined abs, and traced the prominent collarbone. The sound of him swallowing was too clear.

“You’re really…”

So good… The rest of the sentence didn’t come out. His heart was beating too fast, and his throat was dry. Dohyeon couldn’t help but smile as he watched Wooyeon touch him with both hands. Still, he didn’t forget to undress Wooyeon’s lower body.

“Ugh.”

Thick fingers entered him. Wooyeon’s sweater was pulled up, exposing his chest. Dohyeon widened the narrow inner walls with his fingers while tracing Wooyeon’s upper body with his lips.

“Hmm…”

Was it because their relationship had been on hold for a while? Just the fingers entering him made Wooyeon feel like he was about to come. He had forgotten that he was still wearing the bunny ears and rubbed the back of his head against the pillow. The disheveled hair revealed the bunny ears, which bent awkwardly.

“I didn’t know I had this kind of taste…”

Dohyeon whispered softly, increasing the number of fingers. Thanks to the pheromones, it wasn’t too difficult to widen the lower part. Normally, he would have widened it more, but Dohyeon wasn’t in a very relaxed state either.

“Yeon-ah… Do you want to try being on top?”

“Huh, on top…?”

Wooyeon’s dazed eyes turned to Dohyeon. Dohyeon took a condom from the bedside table and handed it to Wooyeon. Then, he supported Wooyeon and changed his position. Wooyeon ended up sitting on top of Dohyeon, placing both hands on his chest.

“You know how to put on a condom, right?”

“I know how, but…”

Wooyeon had seen condoms being used but had never put one on himself. He unwrapped the crinkling plastic to reveal the rolled-up rubber. Wooyeon stared blankly at the condom, then boldly removed Dohyeon’s pants.

“Hold the tip and roll it down from the top.”

Dohyeon’s member was still erect, as if he hadn’t just ejaculated. Wooyeon remembered how Dohyeon had done it and rolled the condom down from the tip. As he slid his hand down, Dohyeon sat up halfway and fixed Wooyeon’s hair. When he removed the headband, Wooyeon belatedly realized he was still wearing the bunny ears.

“…Do I have to keep wearing this?”

You’re such a pervert…

Even with his neck flushed red, the words had little impact. Instead, Dohyeon shamelessly touched Wooyeon’s bare skin under his sweater. Wooyeon reflexively hunched his shoulders and trembled.

“I’ll only be a pervert today.”

So keep wearing it, he meant. Wooyeon didn’t argue back; instead, he furrowed his brows and let out a moan. Dohyeon pinched Wooyeon’s erect nipple with one hand and grabbed his butt with the other.

“Relax…”

In the end, Wooyeon didn’t get permission to take off the headband. The anticipation of what was to come clouded his rational thoughts. He couldn’t see it anyway, and right now, other things were more urgent. There was no time to argue over something so trivial.

“Our Wooyeon is so small.”

A large hand kneaded his soft flesh. Wooyeon glared at Dohyeon, but it had no effect. Dohyeon inserted his middle finger into the slippery entrance, circling it.

“You put it in here. Can you do it?”

“Huh…”

The finger circled, showing him the position. The already softened entrance clenched around the finger. Wooyeon lifted his trembling thighs and moved away from Dohyeon’s finger.

“Haah, huh…”

Even though he hadn’t inserted it yet, Wooyeon’s member was dripping with pre-cum. Dohyeon held his own member with one hand and Wooyeon’s hips with the other, aligning the tip with the entrance. Wooyeon held his breath and slowly lowered himself.

“Haah…”

His shoulders rounded, and his hands on Dohyeon’s chest trembled. His stomach flattened. He tried to insert it several times, but the narrow entrance kept pushing the tip out.

“Huh, huh…”

Dohyeon didn’t rush him and just watched. Wooyeon’s entire body turned pink, and he panted through parted lips. Above his dark hair, the white bunny ears stood out, and the loose-necked sweater revealed his prominent collarbone.

“Ah… It won’t go in… Huh…”

A soft, tear-filled voice escaped him. The entrance, which had taken the tip, trembled as it stretched to its limit. Wooyeon shook his head, his lips quivering.

“I can’t do it…”

Even when Dohyeon inserted it, it was difficult. Trying to do it himself, the pressure and fear were overwhelming. He thought that if he forced it, something might go wrong down there.

“It won’t go in, brother, huh…”

“Why won’t it go in, hmm?”

Dohyeon soothed the whimpering Wooyeon, rubbing his tailbone. You can do it, he whispered, gripping his hips firmly. As he pressed down, Wooyeon threw his head back.

“Haah…”

The stretched entrance finally took the tip. If he could just get past the thick part, it would be okay, but his body was too tense. Helplessly, Dohyeon stroked the inside of Wooyeon’s thighs with his palm and gently gripped his member.

“…!”

In an instant, all the tension left his body. As his weight settled, the member that had been teasing the entrance pushed through the inner walls. The sudden sensation of being penetrated made Wooyeon widen his eyes and gasp for breath.

“…Ah, ah, it hurts, huh…”

After a moment, new tear tracks appeared on his tear-stained cheeks. Wooyeon contorted his round eyes and let the tears flow. His trembling body clung to Dohyeon’s chest.

“Huh… It hurts… I hurt, brother…”

It wasn’t so much pain as the unfamiliar sensation of his body opening up. It had been too long, and the position was unfamiliar, making the feeling of being penetrated scary. Dohyeon seemed to understand this and held Wooyeon tightly, softening his voice.

“It’s okay, you’re doing well…”

“Huh, huh…”

It felt like the first time they had sex. Although they had been intimate countless times, the few weeks of absence had reset everything. The sensation of being filled was so heavy, yet his sexual excitement was heightened.

“I’ll stay still until you feel okay.”

Dohyeon wiped Wooyeon’s tear-stained face and kissed both of his eyelids. Then, he kissed Wooyeon’s lips, which were letting out moans. Their tongues intertwined, slowly calming Wooyeon’s sorrow.

“Huh…”

Wooyeon lay on top of Dohyeon, breathing heavily. He was still penetrated, and his throat felt foreign. Yet, the fact that he was touching Dohyeon felt so good that he rubbed his face against him like a child seeking affection.

“Are you okay now?”

“Huh… I’m not okay…”

“You seem okay.”

Every time Dohyeon laughed, the member inside Wooyeon vibrated. There had been no pain from the beginning, and even the slight discomfort had turned into pleasure. Wooyeon’s inner walls trembled, anticipating the familiar stimulation.

“Now, move, Yeon-ah.”

“…Me?”

“You can do it yourself, right?”

It was a shocking suggestion. He couldn’t even insert it by himself, so how could he move? Wooyeon’s face paled, and Dohyeon smiled gently.

“If I do it, it might hurt.”

It was clearly a trick, but Dohyeon’s face was so kind. His smile, like sunlight, made Wooyeon trust him completely.

Yes, everything Dohyeon had asked him to do so far had been fine, so this time would be okay too if he just did as he was told.

“…”

Wooyeon resolutely lifted his upper body. As he adjusted his position and raised his hips, he saw Dohyeon slightly furrow his brow. Wooyeon then lowered himself, taking half of the member inside him.

“…Huh…”

A tingling pleasure ran up his spine. Just one thrust was so stimulating that his toes curled. Chasing the pleasure, Wooyeon moved his hips again and lowered himself, putting his weight on it.

“Ah!”

It was a different feeling from when Dohyeon did it. There was a slight emptiness, but he could anticipate the coming pleasure. Unlike the constant ecstasy he usually felt, he was gradually approaching the climax.

“Huh, huh, huh…”

Wooyeon moved his hips, driven by instinct, forgetting that Dohyeon was watching. He pulled out slightly and then thrust deep, rubbing against the sensitive spots. But there was still a sense of emptiness, so he grabbed his swaying member and stroked it.

“Huh, it feels good… Huh…”

“…”

A thick pheromone filled the air, sweetly mixing. Even though he was just stroking himself, he felt like he was about to come. The sensation of his butt pressing down and moving back and forth wasn’t bad.

“Huh…”

It was more like masturbation than sex. Dohyeon seemed to think so too, as he chuckled and grabbed Wooyeon’s wrist. Wooyeon, who had been moving well, looked up with a resentful expression.

“Yeon-ah.”

Wooyeon’s wrists were quickly bound. Dohyeon held both of Wooyeon’s wrists with one hand and grabbed his butt with the other, leaving a strong grip that would leave marks.

“I told you to move by yourself, not to use me as a dildo.”

“…Ugh, I didn’t… Please let go…”

“If I let go, will you do it by yourself again?”

“…”

The frustration of being so close to climax was indescribable. Wooyeon, unable to let go of his desire, moved his lower body. Dohyeon wrapped an arm around his waist and thrust strongly into the most sensitive spot.

“…!”

Wooyeon’s pale member ejaculated. The semen spurted out, splattering on Wooyeon’s sweater and Dohyeon’s chest. The pleasure was so intense that Wooyeon’s mouth opened in a moan.

“Haah…”

“See, you came by yourself.”

Even though Wooyeon coming by himself wasn’t a rare occurrence, Dohyeon pointed it out. He lifted Wooyeon slightly and easily removed the semen-stained sweater.

“We have to do it together, okay?”

The sweater and headband fell to the floor. Dohyeon didn’t bother to put the headband back on and instead ran his fingers over Wooyeon’s naked body. He touched his chest, pinched his small nipples, and then caressed his stomach, navel, and his now flaccid member.

“Huh, if you touch there…”

Wooyeon’s member, which had just ejaculated, started to harden again. Dohyeon rubbed the shaft and then spread Wooyeon’s thighs wide with his palm. Suddenly, he thrust deep into Wooyeon.

“…Ah!”

Wooyeon’s upper body collapsed weakly. His smooth skin pressed tightly against Dohyeon’s body. Dohyeon hugged Wooyeon tightly and started moving his hips, releasing all the pent-up desire.

“Ah, huh! Wait, you… you’re too fast… Huh…”

The sound of flesh against flesh echoed lewdly. Wooyeon, who had been enjoying himself leisurely, couldn’t adapt to the sudden stimulation. Unable to support himself, he was shaken by the movements. Dohyeon supported Wooyeon’s back and lifted his upper body.

“Haah!”

“…Ha.”

The thick shaft slid smoothly inside. The already sensitive inner walls clung tightly to the member from the tip to the base. Dohyeon pressed his lips against Wooyeon’s pale neck and lifted him with his arm strength, then lowered him again.

“Ah, ah…!”

Surprisingly, he didn’t leave any marks this time. He usually left traces in places that wouldn’t be visible even in summer, but now that it was quite cool, he didn’t hesitate. He bit Wooyeon’s neck and collarbone, then rubbed his sweaty forehead against Wooyeon’s shoulder.

“Huh, slow… slow down… huh…”

Wooyeon scratched the long lettering tattoo on Dohyeon’s body with his nails. It was in a place where his hand could reach, and there were scars from previous encounters. Even though he always kept his nails short, he couldn’t resist the pleasure and ended up scratching him.

“Ah… ugh.”

It seemed that the weeks of abstinence were tough for Dohyeon as well. He kept pushing Wooyeon to the limit, as if it wasn’t enough. Soon, he impatiently kissed Wooyeon and urged him to move while fully inserted.

“…”

“Ah!”

The moment of climax was the same for both of them. As soon as Dohyeon let out a low moan, Wooyeon also reached his second orgasm. His member, which had released semen, was rubbed against Dohyeon’s firm stomach.

“Haah…”

Dohyeon gently kissed Wooyeon’s chin and sucked on his small tongue playfully. After enjoying the afterglow for a while, Dohyeon pulled out his member and laid Wooyeon down properly.

“Yeon-ah, lift your hips.”

“Ah!”

Dohyeon, who had changed the condom, started the second round as promised. Wooyeon didn’t push him away; instead, he clung tightly to Dohyeon’s muscular shoulders.

“Huh, huh, ah…”

At that moment, Wooyeon had almost forgotten that Dohyeon had fought with his younger brother. He had also forgotten that this act was meant to soothe Dohyeon’s mood and that Dohyeon, unlike his usual self, had been drinking and feeling down.

Wooyeon remembered all of this the next day, late in the afternoon.

* * *

Ding-dong—

He had slept well for the first time in a long while. Whether it was because he had exhausted all his energy the night before or because he was soaked in Dohyeon’s pheromones, when he opened his eyes under the cozy blanket, the sun was already high in the sky.

Ding-dong—

“Ugh…”

Wooyeon groaned, his body aching all over. Dohyeon, who was giving Wooyeon a pillow with his arm, patted his back gently. Normally, Dohyeon would have been up already, but it seemed the previous day had been tough for him as well.

Ding-dong—

“Hyung… someone’s here.”

“It’s okay, no one’s coming.”

Dohyeon replied lazily and buried his face in the pillow. The warmth of the morning sun brought back the drowsiness. As he closed his heavy eyelids, the annoying sound rang again.

Ding-dong—

“…”

With no choice, Dohyeon got up from his spot with a low sigh. The fluffy blanket slid down, revealing his bare upper body. He kissed Wooyeon’s forehead, who couldn’t even open his eyes, and put on the clothes scattered on the floor.

Ding-dong—

“Who the hell is it…?”

The sound of the door closing was heard. Wooyeon barely opened his eyes and looked at the entrance where Dohyeon had left. Soon, the doorbell rang again, and the sound of the door lock opening was heard.

“…”

Should I go see who it is? That thought was brief. The slight curiosity wasn’t enough to overcome the intense muscle pain throughout his body. Wooyeon hugged the pillow that still held Dohyeon’s pheromones and buried himself in the overwhelming sleepiness.

“Ah, there… huh.”

“Here?”

“Yes, huh, huh…”

Yesterday’s sex, which followed immediately, was much more relaxed than the first time. Wooyeon, driven by a desire for revenge, bit Dohyeon’s neck, and Dohyeon let him. After waiting for the marks to appear, he suddenly changed and pushed Wooyeon to the limit.

By the time they finished everything, it was already past noon. Dohyeon’s drunkenness and the longing Wooyeon had felt during their separation had all flown away. They had a light meal and repeated the cycle of making eye contact and then making love.

After such a day, it was no wonder Wooyeon couldn’t get up. Every time he moved, he groaned in pain, and he thought he would be in agony for the next two days. It wasn’t this bad when they did it every day. It must have been because it had been so long.

“…”

But the teacher… why isn’t he coming back?

Wooyeon, in a state between sleep and wakefulness, slightly opened his eyes. He thought he could fall asleep right away, but with Dohyeon gone, he felt empty. Even with the pheromones from the pillow, it wasn’t enough to fill the void.