Alpha Trauma Vol. 5 Chapter 9 - Special Extra (9)

At this point, it was probably a bit too late to ask, but Wooyeon couldn’t help it and asked the question again. As he was holding Dohyeon and comforting him, the reality of the situation started to hit him.

Perhaps finding it amusing, Dohyeon buried his face and let out a laugh.

“No one’s coming. I checked earlier.”

Indeed, as he said, it was a place that was hard to reach. Wooyeon remembered how Garam had grumbled about the bench being a waste of money, questioning why it was even placed in such a secluded spot.

“And if someone does come, we’ll just let them see. It’s fine.”

That wasn’t wrong either. In fact, Wooyeon didn’t care that much. Deep down, he wished time would stop right there, at that moment.

“I hope someone sees…”

There was a hint of jealousy in those words, and Wooyeon couldn’t help but chuckle. He had tried so hard to hide the jealousy, but now it seemed completely unnecessary.

“More importantly, Yeon-ah.”

“Yes?”

“You never answered me.”

“Answer what…?”

Wooyeon had been about to ask what he meant, but then he realized. It was the question Dohyeon had asked earlier, when he held Wooyeon’s hand and confessed, still in tears.

“…”

A light breeze blew, and petals fluttered and fell. Watching the cherry blossoms fall, Wooyeon smiled gently and whispered in Dohyeon’s ear.

“I love you, today, tomorrow, and forever.”

The conflict between the two had finally reached its end in this spring.

* * *

The cause of the incident was simple. One day at the beginning of summer vacation, Wooyeon had blurted out a sudden question that made Dohyeon blink in surprise.

“So…”

Dohyeon furrowed his brow and dragged out the sentence. He hadn’t understood what Wooyeon had said a moment ago, so he was questioning whether he had heard it correctly. After a moment’s hesitation, Dohyeon asked Wooyeon softly.

“You’re curious about my rut?”

“Yes.”

Wooyeon answered without hesitation, wriggling in the bed. Their legs tangled under the blankets. Wooyeon, who had barely raised his eyes, flushed as he continued.

“I’ve never seen your rut.”

It was a morning like any other, where they had fallen asleep as usual and woke up together. As always, Dohyeon was the first to wake up, and after a while of fondling Wooyeon, he kissed him deeply. At that moment, Wooyeon, still deeply asleep, only opened his eyes when Dohyeon began pouring all his pheromones on him.

“Are you awake?”

It was one of Dohyeon’s favorite moments: Wooyeon falling asleep in his arms, and then waking up in his arms as well. Even though Wooyeon was grumbling in a sleepy haze, he still snuggled deeper into Dohyeon’s embrace.

“Are you going to sleep some more?”

“No… I’ll stop sleeping.”

Although Wooyeon said that, he didn’t move, burying his face into Dohyeon’s chest. His warm body was likely because Dohyeon had kept him close all night. At first, Dohyeon had been worried that he might get cold, so he covered him completely, but after realizing Wooyeon tended to get warm, he stopped worrying.

“Is your back hurting?”

“Yes…”

It was a vague answer, but it made Dohyeon smile and hold Wooyeon tighter. Wooyeon squirmed and lifted his head.

“I can’t breathe.”

Wooyeon muttered in protest, but he didn’t try to break free from Dohyeon’s embrace. Instead, Dohyeon just quietly smiled, apologizing and kissing him again.

Until then, the two were having a normal morning together. They discussed what to eat and played around under the blankets, both getting lost in each other’s pheromones as they started their day.

“Oh, right.”

Suddenly, Wooyeon spoke up, and Dohyeon, who had been absentmindedly touching his shoulder blades, looked at him with gentle eyes. Wooyeon hesitated and looked away awkwardly.

“I have something I want to ask…”

“What is it?”

If he wanted something, he should just ask. Dohyeon didn’t think there was anything Wooyeon couldn’t do, given his endless time and money.

“Hyung, your rut is coming soon, right?”

“Yeah, so?”

The topic had come out of nowhere. Dohyeon was puzzled at first, but then Wooyeon shyly added:

“When it happens… don’t you need to take the inhibitor?”

He had said it so hesitantly, but his demand was bold. Dohyeon blinked in surprise, asking, “What?” Wooyeon, meanwhile, blushed and looked up with sparkling eyes.

“I’m curious about your rut.”

That simple sentence was enough to catch Dohyeon off guard. Was Wooyeon even aware of what he was asking? Dohyeon wondered, but Wooyeon just calmly spoke again.

“I’ve heard that some people don’t take inhibitors and just spend time with their partner.”

Dohyeon knew that. He had heard that, in relationships, it was more common for people not to take inhibitors.

“But we’ve never done that, have we?”

Dohyeon had never spent a cycle with anyone. Although he was dominant, he was extra careful to manage his condition. He didn’t want to lose control, and he didn’t want to appear vulnerable. When Wooyeon entered his life, it became even more important not to behave recklessly.

It was the same for Wooyeon. Aside from that one time before they started dating, when he had seduced Dohyeon into sleeping together, Wooyeon had never shown signs of a rut. With his family’s physician always providing medication, Wooyeon managed his cycle carefully.

“I’m about to start my heat cycle soon…”

“…”

“I want to spend it together.”

Wooyeon told him that he wanted to spend the cycle together. Looking at him with eyes full of expectation, he even tilted his gaze slightly and asked,

“…Is that not okay?”

“No, it’s not that it’s not okay…”

How could it not be okay? It’s not like he was forcing it; Wooyeon was genuinely curious. How many Alphas in the world would refuse such a proposal?

But there was one thing that worried him.

“…Will you be alright?”

Since Wooyeon had only ever been with him, it was clear he didn’t know how an Alpha’s rut worked. All of Wooyeon’s firsts were with Dohyeon, so his knowledge about such things was naturally limited. He worried whether Wooyeon might be too startled, frightened, or overwhelmed by it all.

“Yes.”

However, Wooyeon nodded without a moment’s hesitation, as if wondering why he wouldn’t be fine. Dohyeon let out a small chuckle at that.

“Ha…”

This wasn’t something one should say while clinging half-naked in his arms. Wearing nothing but a thin T-shirt (and even that was Dohyeon’s), he spoke so fearlessly. Especially after having fallen asleep the previous night like a water-soaked rag, thoroughly exhausted.

“Yeon-ah, think it through carefully.”

Dohyeon could guess what this little head of his was thinking. Wooyeon, with his endless curiosity, must have grown intrigued by the thought of seeing Dohyeon’s different side. Wasn’t it the same when they had that big argument recently? He had stared blankly at Dohyeon’s tearful face in a daze.

He must have been curious. He wanted to know, and it piqued his interest.

Dohyeon could fully understand the desire to try something new. It was proof that their moments together felt good, so in a way, he could take pride in that. His timid partner wouldn’t have brought it up at all if he truly disliked the idea.

“Still, what are you going to do if you can’t handle it?”

The issue was that Dohyeon was very considerate of him. Last night, he had only just managed to put Wooyeon to sleep after he’d collapsed from exhaustion, yet now he was back at full strength and saying things like this. While his daring attitude was endearing, it was also a little exasperating.

It seemed that sparing him last time had given him more energy. Just like a clueless pup challenging a tiger, he was acting recklessly.

“I can handle it.”

“…”

“I’m fine.”

Whether or not Wooyeon understood Dohyeon’s thoughts, he didn’t waver this time either. His steady gaze even seemed resolute. And then he added with confidence,

“I’m a dominant Omega too.”

How could Dohyeon not understand? That was why Wooyeon seemed to radiate such sweetness. An Omega like him could easily fend off most Alphas and wouldn’t be swayed by ordinary pheromones.

“Fine, I understand.”

“Really?”

The moment Dohyeon responded, Wooyeon’s face lit up with delight. As his bright smile threatened to make Dohyeon smile in return, he remembered something and, feigning seriousness, opened his mouth.

“But.”

“…But?”

Wooyeon froze mid-smile. Dohyeon deliberately used a stern tone to warn him.

“There’s no backing out halfway.”

It was an empty threat. If Wooyeon disliked it, Dohyeon was ready to stop anytime. He simply intended to use it as an excuse to stop if he sensed any hesitation or fear.

“Even if you faint, no stopping.”

“…”

As if Dohyeon’s true feelings had reached him, Wooyeon hesitated momentarily. Pressing his lips together and lowering his gaze, he looked as though he was deep in thought.

And then he said,

“…Will it hurt?”

Wait, this wasn’t what Dohyeon expected.

Caught off guard, Dohyeon stared blankly at him. It wasn’t the question itself that left him speechless—it was the slightly expectant look on Wooyeon’s face. His shiny, clear eyes seemed almost excited.

What is he planning to do? He was so reckless it made Dohyeon give up on trying to dissuade him. Instead, a laugh naturally escaped from his lips.

“It won’t hurt.”

Softly answering, Dohyeon kissed Wooyeon’s forehead. Wooyeon obediently closed his eyes, his expression a mix of relief and disappointment.

It was a week before Dohyeon’s rut began.

* * *

The agreed-upon date approached quickly. During that time, Dohyeon, exaggerating slightly, refrained from laying a hand on Wooyeon. While he might kiss him or stroke his back, his hands didn’t wander lower.

Wooyeon, of course, didn’t understand Dohyeon’s behavior. Although they didn’t always share physical intimacy, once the mood was set, neither of them ever held back. So why was Dohyeon suddenly acting reserved now?

Unable to bear it, Wooyeon once asked why they weren’t doing anything. Dohyeon simply smiled and replied, “Later.” Then, with a gentle kiss, he left Wooyeon unable to argue. Sure, later—but why not now too? That thought was promptly silenced by Dohyeon’s lips.

This unexpected abstinence had Wooyeon on edge several times. His body grew increasingly restless as his heat cycle approached. When he tried rubbing against Dohyeon in desperation, Dohyeon firmly drew the line once more.

“Not now. If we do it now, it’ll be harder later.”

But holding back now was already harder. What could possibly be so difficult later? Even Dohyeon, who was visibly aroused, was managing to hold back, though the heightened pheromones in the air made it evident.

In the end, Wooyeon found himself thinking ridiculous thoughts. Was this punishment for asking to spend the cycle together? Though, of course, that wasn’t something deserving of scolding or teasing.

At a gathering, a senior once mentioned it. Spending cycles together was quite common among couples. Instead of unnecessarily relying on suppressants, it was better to enjoy and live a balanced life. While most dismissed the boastful remark with a frown, what stuck with Wooyeon was this:

“…You can spend your heat together too.”

Why hadn’t he thought of it before? It seemed so natural. They were a couple, deeply in love—why not share such an intimate experience if their cycles aligned?

For Wooyeon, heat cycles were bothersome, cumbersome, and something to be hidden from others. As a dominant with overflowing pheromones, it was extremely annoying when the cycle came around and pheromone control became impossible. It was even more disliked when alphas unintentionally got involved because of it.

So, whenever the cycle approached, Wooyeon diligently took suppressants to get through it safely. Since the suppressants worked well, there had never been any trouble because of them.

Except for that one time, when the body condition was unusual and an injection was needed at the age of twenty.

‘Let’s… let’s do it.’

‘…….’

‘Anyway, we’ve done it once already…….’

On the day Wooyeon decided to give up on Dohyeon and let go of everything, Wooyeon showed Dohyeon the heat cycle for the first and last time. The result wasn’t great, but Wooyeon clearly saw Dohyeon lose control due to the pheromones.

If they had been dating then, would the situation have been different? Instead of pinning Wooyeon down on the sofa, would Dohyeon have gently held and comforted Wooyeon? These meaningless thoughts led to curiosity.

‘What happens to you during rut?’

Like Wooyeon, the dominant Dohyeon had never shown a loss of control in front of Wooyeon. Even during intense moments, Dohyeon was always considerate.

What would happen if Dohyeon experienced a rut cycle? What if Dohyeon completely lost control? The quiet passing of Dohyeon’s cycle, unnoticed, sparked a new curiosity and even anxiety.

Fortunately, Dohyeon reluctantly accepted Wooyeon’s proposal. Wooyeon didn’t worry about what Dohyeon was so concerned about. Wooyeon just looked forward to spending the cycle together.

Although, Wooyeon never expected Dohyeon to enforce abstinence because of it.

“……Is it tomorrow now?”

So, on the night before the scheduled rut cycle, Wooyeon sat on the bed after a shower, with a fresh face. Nothing again tonight? With that complaint, Wooyeon asked sullenly, and Dohyeon chuckled, kissing Wooyeon’s head.

“Yes, tomorrow.”

It was lucky that the date was perfect. Tomorrow was Saturday, and Dohyeon was scheduled to be off on Monday as well, thanks to the company’s anniversary.

“Are we doing it tomorrow?”

“Probably?”

Dohyeon answered the grumpy question with a teasing voice. Why isn’t it a definite answer? Wooyeon couldn’t argue because Dohyeon gently stroked the back of Wooyeon’s head affectionately. Looking into those loving eyes, the grumpy words disappeared. Instead, Wooyeon grumbled a bit.

“……You’ve been tormenting me all this time.”

“Why would I torment such a cute partner?”

Dohyeon brought the pill from the nightstand, which he had prepared with water to take before bed. It was the same pill Dohyeon had been taking regularly for the past few days.

“Are you taking that again?”

Dohyeon said it wasn’t a suppressant, but Wooyeon had no idea what kind of pill it was. Even when asked, Dohyeon gave a vague answer, saying it was just in case.

“I only need to take it until today.”

That was all Dohyeon said, but Wooyeon didn’t ask further. Since it wasn’t a pill for illness, there was nothing to worry about.

“Let’s go to sleep now.”

The bedroom light turned off, and the two lay side by side in bed. Wooyeon naturally snuggled into Dohyeon’s arms, wrapping an arm around his waist. Dohyeon said that Wooyeon would lie straight when asleep, but Wooyeon liked facing each other before falling asleep.

“Good night, Yeon-ah.”

Wooyeon didn’t know if the response, “You too, Teacher,” was actually spoken aloud. Expecting to stay awake with anticipation, Wooyeon fell asleep as soon as the eyes closed, feeling Dohyeon’s refreshing pheromones like autumn breeze.

The special Hyung quality cycle didn’t come at exactly the same time. It was more like gradually getting warmer, like catching a cold, and then suddenly intensifying like a storm. Of course, this could be roughly predicted by changes in condition, and the dates were more regular for dominants, but it still felt sudden.

In any case, what this meant was that Dohyeon could lose control at any time—morning, noon, or night. The mild heat would continue, but there would be a moment when the pheromones exploded. And that would be the true start of the rut cycle.

So, Wooyeon thought that at the very least, they could greet each other with clear faces in the morning. Maybe they could chat in bed and even have breakfast together. Secretly, Wooyeon hoped that the cycle would start in the afternoon, allowing them to spend time leisurely.

“Mmm….”

However, as dawn broke, Wooyeon woke up feeling a strange discomfort. The room was unusually hot, and every breath felt like it was tickling the insides. Wondering what was going on, Wooyeon opened his eyes and for a moment, couldn’t grasp the situation.

“…….”

All Wooyeon could see was Dohyeon’s chest in a T-shirt. Dohyeon was still giving Wooyeon a pillow with his arm, which wasn’t unusual. The problem was the heated breath hitting Wooyeon’s ear.

“Haah…….”

“……Teacher?”

Startled, Wooyeon called out to Dohyeon. The sudden rush of heat was coming from Dohyeon. Dohyeon, burning like a fireball, was holding Wooyeon tightly and groaning.

“What….”

As Wooyeon tried to lift his head, Dohyeon pulled him even closer. Helplessly buried in Dohyeon’s embrace, Wooyeon was about to say something when it happened.

“……!”

A flood of pheromones enveloped Wooyeon’s entire body. It was the familiar, refreshing, and soothing scent unique to Dohyeon. Normally, it would have made Wooyeon feel good, but now it was much more than that.

“Huh…….”

Wooyeon let out a soft moan and curled up tightly. As soon as Wooyeon recognized Dohyeon’s presence, heat surged from within. The pheromones, usually gentle like an autumn breeze, were now thick with Dohyeon’s excitement.

“……Ugh.”

The rut cycle had begun. The room was already filled with Dohyeon’s scent. Even though they were just holding each other, Dohyeon’s excitement was palpable. Especially the bulge in his pants.

“Haah, Yeon-ah…….”

Wooyeon’s heart raced. As a dominant, Wooyeon had never encountered someone who could match his strength. Those who tried to overpower him with pheromones seemed pathetic in comparison.

But Dohyeon was different. His overwhelming presence made it clear that he was Wooyeon’s equal. The sticky pheromones clung to Wooyeon’s body, stimulating all his senses.

“…….”

Wooyeon realized just how much Dohyeon had been holding back. In all the years they had known each other, Wooyeon had never experienced such intense pheromones from Dohyeon. It was so stimulating that Wooyeon’s vision blurred.

“……Hyung.”

When Wooyeon called out softly, Dohyeon shivered. Wooyeon slowly moved his hand down to Dohyeon’s crotch. Feeling the bulge through his pants, Dohyeon let out a moan.

“Hng…….”

“…….”

A jolt of pleasure shot through Wooyeon, making his hair stand on end. The fact that Dohyeon was reacting to his touch was incredibly arousing. The usually calm and composed Dohyeon was now so honest with his feelings.

“Hyung, you’re….”

“Haah…… ugh…….”

“So… hot…….”

As Wooyeon carefully moved his hand, Dohyeon shivered, holding Wooyeon tightly. He curled up as if in agony, then gripped Wooyeon’s shoulder tightly. Seeing Dohyeon so restless, Wooyeon’s heart pounded as he asked,

“……Should I use my mouth?”

“…….”

Dohyeon suddenly stopped moving. The abrupt reaction caught Wooyeon off guard.

“Uh, well…….”

Wooyeon, still not removing his hand, rolled his eyes nervously. The words had slipped out unintentionally, and he struggled to find a reason. Of course, an excuse quickly came to mind.

“I thought it might be good to relieve it once…….”

“…….”

“Hyung, you’re too big…….”

Wooyeon couldn’t bring himself to say that it felt like Dohyeon might burst. Dohyeon’s dark eyes were fixed intently on Wooyeon’s face. Wooyeon wondered if Dohyeon was unhappy, but his reaction was strange.

“…….”

“…….”

Dohyeon’s eyes were unfocused. He was looking at Wooyeon, but it was as if he wasn’t really seeing him. Wooyeon, feeling strangely irritated, asked,

“……Do you know who I am?”

“Ha…….”

Dohyeon let out a thin laugh, as if he were going crazy or in pain. He leaned down and kissed Wooyeon’s ear, whispering in a hoarse voice,

“……Seon Wooyeon.”

Don’t tease me, Teacher.

“…….”

Wooyeon’s face flushed. His already racing heart now pounded loudly. In response to Dohyeon, a burst of omega pheromones escaped from Wooyeon, making Dohyeon groan again.

“Huh…….”

Wooyeon felt Dohyeon’s erection twitching against his palm. Even through his pants, it was intense; Wooyeon couldn’t imagine how much more overwhelming it would be with direct contact.

Whenever Wooyeon was in this state, Dohyeon would always help him relieve himself first, either with his hand or mouth. Sometimes he would tell Wooyeon to hold back and not go alone, but when it seemed impossible, Dohyeon would obediently help him.

“……Let’s relieve it once first.”

So, Wooyeon left those words and slowly moved down. Dohyeon seemed too out of it, so Wooyeon thought actions would speak louder than words. As Wooyeon moved down to Dohyeon’s lower body, Dohyeon stared blankly at the top of Wooyeon’s head.

“…….”

Wooyeon’s fingertips caught the waistband of Dohyeon’s pants. Pulling them down along with his underwear, Dohyeon’s erection sprang out, brushing against Wooyeon’s cheek. Instead of avoiding it, Wooyeon opened his mouth and took the swollen tip into his lips.

“Hmm…….”

A flood of refreshing pheromones poured out. Simultaneously, Wooyeon thought he heard the sound of teeth grinding. He sucked on the smooth tip of Dohyeon’s erection, moving his head forward.

“Huu…….”

Dohyeon had done this for Wooyeon many times, but Wooyeon had never done it for him, except for that one time when Dohyeon had a fight with his younger sibling. After that, Wooyeon offered a few more times, but Dohyeon just smiled affectionately and kissed him instead.

Maybe I’m not good at it. But Wooyeon quickly dismissed that thought. He had seen the desire flickering in Dohyeon’s eyes whenever he offered. But Dohyeon always refused, and Wooyeon understood why—guilt.

“Khh…….”

Proving that it wasn’t just Wooyeon’s imagination, Dohyeon gripped the back of Wooyeon’s head, letting out a low groan. It wasn’t painful, but it was firm enough to keep Wooyeon from moving away. Encouraged, Wooyeon became bolder in stimulating Dohyeon’s erection.

“……Mmm.”

Wooyeon moved his head back and forth, licking the tip with his tongue. He mimicked everything Dohyeon had done to him—the hot, moist mouth enveloping the sensitive erection, the soft, supple flesh of the cheeks pressing against the shaft, and the snake-like tongue wrapping around it. Wooyeon tried to replicate all of it as closely as possible.

“Uuh…….”

But as Wooyeon moved, he started to feel a warmth spreading in his own lower abdomen. His backside twitched, signaling that he was getting wet down there.

Wooyeon had been abstaining for a week due to the unexpected timing. He used to think he didn’t have much of a sex drive, but meeting Dohyeon had shattered that illusion. Naturally, Wooyeon wanted Dohyeon whenever he saw him, and this moment was no different.

Wooyeon kept one hand on Dohyeon while moving the other behind his back. Slipping his hand into his pants and between his buttocks, he felt his wet entrance. He inserted a finger and twisted his wrist, just like Dohyeon used to do for him.

“Huh…… mmm…….”

Wooyeon did this because he thought Dohyeon was too out of it to do anything. He figured it might be better to prepare himself a bit, just in case.

However, preparing himself alone was much more difficult than Wooyeon had thought. Even though he had experience with self-pleasure, Wooyeon found himself struggling with just one finger inside. The insertion itself wasn’t difficult thanks to the sufficient wetness, but the fear of adding a second finger was overwhelming.

If he had only been preparing his backside, it might have been different, but he was also taking Dohyeon’s member in his mouth. The massive erection made it hard to breathe, and saliva kept dripping out.

It was a messy act, even for self-pleasure. Wooyeon thought it might be better to just kneel like last time.

As he thought this, Dohyeon’s grip on his head tightened.

“Ugh…!”

Dohyeon’s erection thrust deep into Wooyeon’s throat. Startled, Wooyeon pressed his half-inserted finger firmly against his inner wall. Simultaneously, Dohyeon’s voice dropped beside his ear.

“……Yeon-ah.”

The low, drawn-out voice conveyed Dohyeon’s excitement. Wooyeon looked up at him with teary eyes, Dohyeon’s member still in his mouth. Dohyeon, lying on his side and looking down at Wooyeon, let out a hot breath.

“Where did you learn to do that?”

“Huh… uuh…!”

Wooyeon couldn’t answer that he learned it from Dohyeon. Dohyeon thrust his hips shallowly again. The repeated thrusts against Wooyeon’s throat made Wooyeon stimulate his own backside more intensely. Fortunately, Dohyeon didn’t thrust as deeply as before, allowing Wooyeon to keep up.

“……!”

Dohyeon gritted his teeth and let out a low groan as his erection pulsed and released a thick load of semen.

“Huh…….”

The semen mixed with the saliva in Wooyeon’s mouth. It wasn’t disgusting because Dohyeon’s pheromones were strongly mixed in. Without even tasting it, Wooyeon swallowed it all, driven by a sudden thirst.

“Ha.”

Dohyeon let out a short groan. He pulled his member out of Wooyeon’s mouth, leaving a trail of saliva that dripped onto the bed. Wooyeon shivered slightly.

Dohyeon was the first to pull Wooyeon up, slipping an arm under his armpit and lifting him. He kissed Wooyeon’s eyes and cheeks before hugging him tightly. Wooyeon’s finger, which had been inside him, slipped out during the movement.

“Why did you do it all by yourself?”

Wooyeon couldn’t answer the question, asked with a hint of disappointment. Dohyeon slid his hand down Wooyeon’s back and into his pants, just as Wooyeon had done earlier. His finger followed the curve of Wooyeon’s buttocks and easily slipped into the wet entrance.

“Hng…….”

Even with just one finger, it was incomparable to when Wooyeon did it himself. Dohyeon’s long, elegant fingers were already a tight fit.

“Huh, uh… uh…….”

Wooyeon clung to Dohyeon’s shirt, feeling the urgent and impatient movements of Dohyeon’s hand inside him. The fingers pressed firmly against his inner walls, stimulating sensitive spots, and quickly added another finger.

“Huu…!”

“Sorry, I’m in a bit of a hurry right now…….”

When Wooyeon flinched in surprise, Dohyeon kissed him gently. He didn’t seem to mind the taste of his own semen on Wooyeon’s lips, kissing him repeatedly to soothe and comfort him.

“Hng, there, uh…….”

“……Here?”

“Yes, huh, yes…….”

Of course, Wooyeon had no intention of refusing. His body, already aflame, couldn’t be satisfied with just Dohyeon’s fingers. He desperately wanted to be fully prepared to take something bigger and thicker.

“Ah, Teacher…….”

“……You’re calling me that again.”

Fortunately, Dohyeon seemed to have regained some of his senses after one release. His face was still dazed, but he was no longer as out of it as before.

“Quickly… huh…….”

“…….”

“I want you to put it in quickly…….”

Feeling incredibly impatient, Wooyeon whined and begged Dohyeon. By this point, Dohyeon had increased the number of fingers inside him from two to three. Wooyeon felt stretched, but the urgency was overwhelming.

“……Quickly, uh…….”

“…….”

“Quickly, please……. Okay?”

Wooyeon’s front was painfully erect, and his backside was so wet that it made squelching sounds. Dohyeon was touching the spots Wooyeon liked, but it still wasn’t enough.

“Ha, you right now…….”

“Huu…!”

However, instead of pulling his fingers out, Dohyeon pressed deeply inside. When Wooyeon clenched tightly, Dohyeon twisted his wrist as if to prove a point.

“You’re incredibly tight right now. ……You know that?”

That’s why you shouldn’t have left me alone for a week. Feeling wronged, Wooyeon looked into Dohyeon’s eyes and rubbed his lips against Dohyeon’s. Dohyeon obediently opened his mouth and pushed his tongue inside Wooyeon’s. As their saliva and breath mixed, Wooyeon seized the moment to release his pheromones.

The fresh pheromones, like ripe fruit, blended with Dohyeon’s. The sweet scent was so intense that any alpha would be driven wild. Dohyeon suddenly stopped moving.

“…….”

Wooyeon clearly saw Dohyeon’s eyes darken with lust. With each blink, Dohyeon’s face lost more of its composure.

And finally.

“Hng……!”

The fingers pulling out and the world flipping upside down happened simultaneously. Dohyeon pinned Wooyeon down, hurriedly removing his pants and underwear. He then positioned Wooyeon’s legs over his shoulders.

“H-Hyung……!”

Although Wooyeon had initiated it, he was now overwhelmed by Dohyeon’s intensity. Reflexively calling out to Dohyeon, Wooyeon suddenly remembered something important and stammered,

“C-Condom, we need a condom…….”

Dohyeon had always insisted on using a condom, no matter how urgent the situation. Wooyeon had learned to see it as part of the ritual.

“……Ah.”

Dohyeon paused as if he had malfunctioned. He leaned down, keeping Wooyeon’s legs over his shoulders, causing Wooyeon’s back to arch deeply. Dohyeon grabbed a condom from the nightstand and tore it open with his teeth. Wooyeon’s eyes widened at the sight.

“…….”

It’s finally happening.

They had done this countless times, but Wooyeon still felt a mix of anticipation and fear. The heat that had built up over the past week felt like it was ready to explode. Holding his breath, Wooyeon watched as Dohyeon positioned himself again.

“……Relax.”

The words were almost unconscious. Dohyeon aligned himself with Wooyeon’s wet entrance and thrust in deeply without hesitation.

“Ah…!”

Wooyeon threw his head back, gasping for breath. A sharp sensation shot through his lower abdomen, and he suddenly ejaculated, having been on the edge for so long.

“Ah, ah! Huh……!”

But Dohyeon gave Wooyeon no time to enjoy the afterglow. With one hand on the bed and the other gripping Wooyeon’s thigh, he began to thrust deeply and urgently. Unlike usual, there was no time to adjust to his size.

“Hah! Hng, ah, uh……!”

“Ha, Yeon-ah, uh…….”

Dohyeon let out a thin, strained moan. His voice, rough and desperate, echoed in Wooyeon’s ears. The storm of pleasure was so intense that Wooyeon’s mind went blank the moment Dohyeon started moving.

“Uh, uh…… hng……!”

Wooyeon flailed his arms, eventually grabbing Dohyeon’s forearm. He dug his nails in, but Dohyeon didn’t seem to notice, instead increasing his speed. If anything, the small gesture seemed to spur him on even more.

“Ah, Teacher, huh, uh…… Hyung…….”

The pleasure was so intense that Wooyeon wondered if it was too good to be true. Every moment felt like electric shocks of ecstasy coursing through his body. Even though Dohyeon seemed to be thrusting wildly, he was actually stimulating only the spots Wooyeon liked.

“Ahh… hng, huh……!”

After all, they were both familiar with each other’s bodies. Even in this state of lost reason, Dohyeon knew exactly what Wooyeon liked—the angle, the intensity, and how far he could push.

“Ha… uh, ah, uh……! Hyung…….”

“……Yes, Yeon-ah.”

As the pleasure reached a critical point, Wooyeon couldn’t help but call out to him. Whimpering, Wooyeon begged,

“P-Please, huh, hold me…….”

When the pleasure was too intense, Wooyeon always wanted to be held by Dohyeon. Only in his warm embrace could Wooyeon adapt to the overwhelming pleasure that felt like falling.

“Ha…….”

Dohyeon let out a long breath and pulled Wooyeon into his arms. “So cute, really…….” he murmured. With their bodies pressed together, the depth of the penetration increased, making Wooyeon arch his back and curl up.

“Ah! Huh, uh……!”

The thrusts became faster. Usually, there would be moments to catch their breath, but now it was relentless. The pleasure was so intense that Wooyeon’s vision flashed white, and his hair stood on end.

“……!”

With a deep thrust, Dohyeon pulled Wooyeon close, as if to crush him. The sensation of his prostate being pressed made Wooyeon climax again without even realizing it. Simultaneously, the erection inside him began to pulse.

“……Ha.”

Wooyeon knew Dohyeon was climaxing. The trembling fingertips and the moan escaping his lips told him everything.

“Haa…….”

“……Huh.”

The relentless pace finally slowed as Dohyeon reached his peak. But even after, Dohyeon continued to shallowly thrust his hips, unable to contain the overflowing pleasure. Wooyeon clutched Dohyeon’s T-shirt, his thighs trembling.

Both of them were still dressed, their T-shirts soaked with sweat and clinging to their bodies. Dohyeon carefully laid Wooyeon down on the bed and peeled off his wet T-shirt. Then he grabbed Wooyeon’s ankle and lifted it up.

“Huh…?”

Wooyeon thought Dohyeon was going to pull out, but instead, he kissed Wooyeon’s smooth calf. He then gently bit the inside of his ankle, followed by his foot and toes.

“Hng, uh… It tickles….”

Wooyeon curled his toes, but Dohyeon didn’t let go. He continued to thrust gently while caressing Wooyeon’s foot, making Wooyeon squirm with the unfamiliar sensation. The sight was incredibly erotic.

“……I can’t, huh…… Hyung…….”

“Ha…….”

Only after Wooyeon begged again did Dohyeon release his leg. Then, very slowly, he began to pull out his deeply buried erection. The sensation of the thick shaft and then the head slipping out was incredibly vivid.

“……Ah.”

But as the head slipped out, Dohyeon frowned, looking troubled. Wooyeon, panting, managed to ask,

“Why…….”

There was no need to finish the question. Dohyeon grabbed Wooyeon’s thighs and spread them apart, explaining,

“Condom…….”

“Huh?”

“The condom tore.”

Only then did Wooyeon realize that there was nothing on Dohyeon’s still-erect penis. The condom that should have been filled with semen was nowhere to be seen.

“I’m sorry, I’ll pull out.”