Han Jinheon blew a puff of air onto the left nipple. He was now ready to cleanly admit it if someone were to question him. The heavy, stuffy feeling in his chest, as if a stone had been lodged there, had eased, and his mood had improved considerably.
“Nghh, aah….”
“What should you do while hyung is s*cking and licking your chest? You should grab and stroke yourself. Getting touched by someone else will become a habit if it continues.”
"Hoo," the Alpha blew another puff of air before taking the left nipple completely into his mouth and wrapping his tongue around it. Since he’d said it was his first time, he intended to suck it enough to make it wet and swollen before touching it with his hands.
“Haah, eu, nghh….”
'Was it really his first time?' Han Sol’s reaction, feeling pleasure while being at a loss for what to do with the unfamiliar stimulation, was strange. He was even trembling so much that he couldn't even start stroking his c*ck, which he was holding.
'He’ll get better once he gets a little more used to it.' Thinking so, he continued to suck on the left nipple with his mouth while tormenting the right one with his hand.
“Haah. Haah. Heu, nghh!”
This time, he bit the right nipple. Hiding it in his mouth, he rolled his tongue as if sucking on a candy, and with his thumb, he pressed and flicked the saliva-soaked left nipple.
“Haah, ah, eung!”
'It doesn't seem like it’s his first time. How can he feel this good?' Where did the person who was holding back his moans because he was embarrassed go?
As if something big would happen if he got any more used to it, Han Sol was already completely captivated by the pleasure from his chest, without any filter. It was evident just by looking at how the hand that was supposed to be stroking him was now clutching Han Jinheon’s hair.
“It’s become a habit.”
Han Jinheon had no choice but to move the hand that was lightly tormenting the left nipple to the p*nis and grab it. The p*nis, which he thought would be dry, was still slick with fluid, perhaps from the chest play.
As he sucked on his chest with his mouth and stroked his p*nis with his hand, Han Sol, intoxicated by the excitement transmitted from above and below, was on the verge of collapsing. Not only was he breathing in short gasps, but he also couldn't control his body to the point where the veins on the Alpha's arm, which was supporting him, stood out.
'This makes me uselessly curious again. How much would he convulse if I put my c*ck in there and f*cked him? How crazy would he get if I hit his weak spot? Those other bastards have seen it all. Ha, the fact that his chest is a first isn't enough to make this shitty feeling go away.'
Furious at the fact that it never seemed to end, Han Jinheon shot up as if to leave and laid Han Sol's body down on the bed.
“Eu, eup…!”
Supporting his large body with one arm, he roughly bit Han Sol’s lips as they parted. He devoured Han Sol’s lips, not even letting him breathe, and as if to swallow all his saliva, he thrust his tongue everywhere while stroking his p*nis.
The palm that had been stroking the tip slid down the shaft, touched the t*sticles, and then went in the opposite direction. He stimulated him by touching him slowly, then quickened his pace as if he would no longer go easy on him. Han Sol was weak to being teased and then having the pace quickened.
“Heu, eup! Eu…!”
He must be close to coming. As if short of breath, Han Sol repeatedly tapped Han Jinheon’s chest. Reluctantly letting go of his lips, he immediately let out a thick moan.
“Haah, ha-euk. Ah…! Ah, hy-hyung…!”
“Feel like you’re going to c*m? Want to come?”
Han Sol shook his head. Since he was out of his mind, he should interpret it as the opposite. It meant he wanted to come.
Saying he could c*m if he wanted to, Han Jinheon moved down from his neckline and took the nipple into his mouth again. He licked the small but hard-er*ct thing with his tongue and even bit the tender skin with his teeth, helping him c*m.
“Ha, haah…. Haeu, nghh!”
The p*nis, which had been so hot that its pinkish hue had turned red, soon came. His slightly raised pelvis and waist trembled minutely. The fluid that the p*nis gushed out didn’t splash but was carried up and down by his rough breathing, dripping onto his busy abdomen.
He reluctantly pulled his lips away. He sat up and observed the nak*d Han Sol. As if he couldn't feel the gaze that was blatantly watching him due to the afterglow of his org*sm, Han Sol was still trembling slightly and seemed busy catching his breath.
Han Jinheon looked from his disheveled face to his reddened chest, his sem*n-stained abdomen, and his wilted p*nis, before his gaze fell on the tantalizingly revealed ass between his helplessly spread legs.
His dark gaze stopped on the softly rounded flesh. He wanted to spread it and touch the secret place hidden within. The place where fluid would flow if he became an Omega. 'Those other bastards won’t be able to see the fluid flowing from between there.'
'Maybe only myself, and the Alpha who will take Han Sol….'
Frowning unconsciously, he turned his eyes to his own cr*tch, which had been bothering him for a while. It was miserably er*ct.
“Hyuung….”
At the voice that had no strength at all, Han Jinheon looked at Han Sol. Han Sol was staring at the ceiling with a relatively calm breath.
“Honestly, I’m a little disappointed…. I wanted to smell hyung’s pheromones while we were doing it….”
“……”
“I ended up just feeling too much...."
He wanted to smell how much he had been drenched in the sweet scent, but it was a shame, he said to himself and giggled like a drunk person. Han Jinheon controlled the corners of his mouth, which were about to curve into a smile, and ran a hand through his hair.
Han Jinheon could feel it. How much of his pheromones were now on Han Sol. It wasn’t a pheromone shower, but he had drenched him in his pheromones to the point where other people of different traits would point fingers and call it abnormal if they knew.
'Why can’t he smell it now? It would be nice if he could. It would be thrilling.'
“Haah….”
His mouth, which had let out a sigh, didn’t close completely. His eyes were also half-closed, so it seemed it wouldn’t be long before he fell asleep. Han Jinheon wiped the sem*n off his pale abdomen and then took off his own clothes and put them on him. He didn’t need underwear or pants. He would wash tomorrow and wear them again.
“We shouldn’t be doing this…. Maybe that’s why….”
“……”
“I'm feeling so stupidly good.... Why am I so sensitive..."
He corrected Han Sol’s mumbling posture and placed a pillow under his head. Han Jinheon gazed silently at the face that had begun to doze off as soon as his org*smed body became drowsy, soaked in his unrestrained pheromone
The words “we shouldn’t be doing this” could be excused as him talking in his sleep, but it was already too late. It wasn’t very important, so he brushed it off lightly and said.
“Feeling stupidly good. It’s not wrong, but it’s a positive sign.”
“Eung….”
“It means your body is changing.”
Han Jinheon whispered as he stroked Han Sol’s hair to help him fall asleep comfortably.
Han Sol’s body was really changing. It wasn’t just because he had been smelling his pheromones a little at a time. It also included the fact that his sensitivity to feeling and accepting pleasure, like an Omega being sexually influenced by Alpha pheromones, had become much more sensitive and stronger.
No matter how well he felt, he hadn’t gotten wet and come this quickly from the beginning. There was only one answer to the reduced time. His sensitivity to his pheromones had increased. Even if Han Sol himself didn’t know.
Leaving the soundly sleeping Han Sol behind, Han Jinheon, who had entered the bathroom, had one last step left. It was to release his own er*ction.
He turned on the shower to mask the noise and grabbed his dark red c*ck. It was absurd. How many times had he done it alone now? He had never done it this often while living alone.
Han Jinheon, while thinking of himself as pathetic, began to stroke the hardened thing. In the increasingly humid bathroom, only his veiny arm moved quickly. The Alpha closed his eyes to come quickly and drew someone in the black void.
An excited face and a lewd moan.
And the plump flesh he had just seen.
“Haah….”
He almost let the name slip out of his mouth. Biting his lip hard, Han Jinheon pressed his forehead against the cold marble wall and soon came forcefully, splashing fluid onto the wall.
***
Sunlight streamed in through the improperly drawn curtains. The sunlight fell on my face. Even with my eyes closed, I couldn’t stand the feeling of my vision being occupied by the morning light, so I slowly opened my eyes and looked around. It was Han Jinheon’s room.
I rubbed my heavy eyes and sat up. I had no memory after coming yesterday. When on earth did I fall asleep?
“……!”
The moment I kicked off the blanket and put my feet out of bed, my eyes widened. My lower body was bare. As my gaze traveled up from my ankles to my thighs, I immediately looked back at Han Jinheon as soon as I saw my c*ck. He was still sleeping with the same indifferent face as when he was awake.
'Han Jinheon stripped me naked yesterday. Did he put on my shirt as a courtesy? He should have put on my underwear too.' It would be right to blame myself before blaming this man. I shouldn’t have fallen asleep first. Was I tired? Or had my body been feeling unwell? I worried pointlessly and left the room.
As soon as I entered my room, I grabbed some clothes to change into.
“Ah….”
I stopped, holding the clothes, as I was about to change. I’d felt a discomfort in my chest on the way to my room, but why? My nipples were sore. I looked down to see why, and they were red and swollen.
To think my nipples would swell in my life. It was the first time I had ever experienced such a thing, and it was absurd, but since there is no result without a cause, the events of last night came to mind, and my face flushed with blood from the morning.
“I didn’t think he would touch here….”
Last night, Han Jinheon had put my nipples in his mouth and sucked on them as if they were candy. And he had even gently bitten the tender places that would have swollen just from that.
Seeing that there were marks not only on my nipples but also on the surrounding skin made me feel strange. It felt as if the unfamiliar pleasure I had felt last night was reviving. The new stimulation was tense but good. It was really good.
Is my chest an erogenous zone? Or my waist? And why was my waist so ticklish yesterday? I’m still embarrassed just thinking about the moan I let out without realizing it. My moans in general seem to be a bit... much. I need to restrain myself.
What should I do if Han Jinheon tries to fondle my chest again?
“Should I apply some ointment?”
The very act of wondering if there was any ointment at home to reduce the swelling meant that, regrettably, there was none. Should I try putting on a band-aid instead? I thought about it for a moment and then stopped. It seemed like it would just cause more irritation, so I had no choice but to endure it.
Honestly, I'd rather he went for my ass instead of my chest.... That would be a bit harder and more painful, wouldn't it?
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