Only then did Hyowoo understand what Lee Seohee meant.
Light slowly returned to his hazy eyes. Soon after, a look of bewilderment crossed his face.
He’d never even properly masturbated by himself, yet he was being told to touch his chest.
‘With Seohee-ssi watching, how can I do that…?’
Though bewildered, the hesitation didn’t last long.
As if possessed, Hyowoo slowly brought his wet fingers to his nipples.
Not only Omegas and Betas, but even Alphas couldn’t refuse—that was the command of a Dominant Alpha.
Hyowoo too had no choice but to unconsciously follow when Lee Seohee showed strong will.
However, even while moving according to his will, Hyowoo felt no resistance whatsoever.
‘Seohee-ssi has never forcibly imposed anything on me…’
This wasn’t coercion.
Lee Seohee was someone who respected Hyowoo’s feelings and boundaries first before putting forward his own desires.
He always asked, and was ready to stop at any time if told no.
‘If I say I don’t like it, he’ll stop… So, it’s okay to do this with this person.’
Eventually, his hesitant fingertips touched his nipples.
Catching the small bud between his fingers, he applied slight pressure as Lee Seohee had done.
“Ah…! Mmh…”
It was an embarrassing situation having to touch his own chest directly.
Even though it was a strange sensation different from when Lee Seohee touched him, sweet moans continuously leaked from his mouth.
‘Wh-what should I do now…? What… how am I supposed to…?’
Though hesitating, thinking his head would really go strange if he touched more, Hyowoo continued fiddling with his chest.
His hand movements were clumsy and awkward, as if proving his inexperience.
That naive appearance came to Lee Seohee as an intense temptation that stimulated his instincts instead.
“Hyowoo-ssi, you’re cute.”
As if praising an obedient child, he stroked Hyowoo’s head.
Then he once again swallowed into his mouth the nipple he’d been persistently indulging in just moments before. He applied pressure with his teeth and carefully left bite marks along the areola.
“Ah…!”
This time it hurt quite a bit, so Hyowoo squeezed his eyes shut. A teardrop that had formed at the corner of his eye rolled down his cheek.
“Did it hurt?”
When he honestly nodded, Lee Seohee apologized, saying he wanted to leave his mark.
He licked the plumply swollen bud again while caressing the slender waist with both hands.
Hyowoo soon forgot the pain and stimulated himself while touching his chest.
‘Embarrassing… Shameful… But I can’t stop…’
Because his mind was preoccupied with the pleasant caresses, Hyowoo didn’t notice for a while that his hands were gradually heading downward.
His fingertips gently swept past the sides, then naturally descended toward the waist.
Just as the hand lingering around the pelvis finally slipped inside the thin underwear without any warning…
“N-not there…!”
The tightly closed lips opened, and the hem of the t-shirt dropped down with a thud.
“I-I’m sorry, Seohee-ssi… I can’t do it…”
The appearance of being immersed in pleasure just moments ago had disappeared without a trace.
At Hyowoo’s refusal, Lee Seohee quickly withdrew his hand from inside the underwear, but Hyowoo was already trembling with a pale face.
Fear and despair had somehow settled in his large eyes.
“I… I don’t want to do it… I don’t… like it…”
‘I don’t like it.’
Words he absolutely didn’t want to say, at least not to him.
He didn’t know saying this one short phrase would be this painful and agonizing.
“What are you sorry for?”
Lee Seohee, who had been quietly gazing at Hyowoo’s eyes that seemed ready to drop thick tears at any moment, affectionately stroked his cheeks.
“You did well. From now on, say clearly like this when you don’t like something.”
“I’m… really… sorry…”
“I’m completely fine. If you say sorry one more time, I’ll really get angry.”
Even with Lee Seohee’s gentle comfort, Hyowoo couldn’t completely shake off his guilt.
In truth, Hyowoo had vaguely anticipated that he would have sex with him even before coming to London.
Though he’d been raised by very strict parents, he didn’t have much resistance to premarital relations.
He thought that if both parties were adults and there was consent, whether or not they were married wasn’t that important.
‘…Anyway, something like “premarital chastity” doesn’t matter to me anymore…’
Lee Seohee and Hyowoo were lovers, and they deeply loved each other.
His touch was warm and his caresses were sweet enough to be enchanting.
He’d decided that if Lee Seohee wanted it, he would allow his body.
‘I want Seohee-ssi too… I want to be held by this person… But…’
Nevertheless, the nightmare carved into his body was too deep.
‘Sex is still… scary…’
Lee Seohee’s heart also grew heavy as he looked at Hyowoo, who couldn’t raise his head.
Though Hyowoo didn’t seem to notice yet, Lee Seohee’s lower body was already fully swollen and erect.
If he hadn’t been wearing loose training pants, the existence of his bulging genitals would have already been discovered through his clothes.
He’d freely groped his beloved’s bare skin with his hands and tasted it with his mouth.
With his lovely lover right before his eyes, spilling sweet moans at his touch, who wouldn’t be aroused?
Alphas were creatures with strong reproductive desire, that is, sexual desire.
The more vigorous the Alpha, the greater the desire to leave descendants.
Naturally, as a Dominant Alpha, Lee Seohee’s sexual desire was several times more intense than ordinary Alphas.
Moreover, it was instinct for Alphas to be more sexually attracted to Omegas than Betas.
And before his eyes was an Omega whose body was completely heated up.
If he wanted to, he could strip off this thin t-shirt and underwear in one go and embrace him right away.
‘With such a slender body, that place must be extremely tight too.’
Surely it would be wetly soaked, ready to receive an Alpha.
A strong urge arose to push his erect member deep inside there. He wanted to pour his semen into the inner walls and womb, to stain every corner inside.
How beautiful would Hyowoo be, panting beneath him, shaking helplessly at even the slightest movement?
Just imagining it sent thrilling chills through him.
‘I’m also reaching my limit soon…’
Shy gestures, breath heated with fever, flushed cheeks.
Everything that was Hyowoo’s existence was gnawing away at even his last remaining rationality.
Though he wanted to unleash his desire right now on that secretly hidden place of this tender body, Lee Seohee barely held onto his reason.
Even if he felt like he’d go crazy with lust, he could never hurt Hyowoo.
Lee Seohee, who had barely suppressed his carnal desire, took a short breath.
“Why are you so dejected? You didn’t even do anything wrong.”
He carefully caressed Hyowoo’s cheeks.
No matter how much he comforted and soothed him, Hyowoo’s sad expression didn’t easily fade.
There was a need to change the atmosphere.
“Then, shall we try something different?”
At those words, Hyowoo raised his head.
As Hyowoo blinked, not understanding what he meant, Lee Seohee pressed his lips to Hyowoo’s lips.
Ravaging inside his mouth, he found the flinching soft tongue and gently intertwined it with his own tongue.
“Haah…”
At the deep kiss that rushed at him as if to devour him, heat rose again in Hyowoo’s cooled body.
Feeling the tension in his body, which had stiffened with fear and guilt, gradually ease, Lee Seohee gently laid Hyowoo down on the sofa.
After putting a cushion under his head to let him lie comfortably, he affectionately reached his hand over the clothes.
When his touch reached the overly sensitized chest, Hyowoo twisted his body, but didn’t refuse.
“Haah… Mmh…”
It was the moment when he was obediently getting slightly intoxicated by his touch.
Lee Seohee lightly hooked his fingers over Hyowoo’s underwear and tried to slowly pull it down.
Hyowoo, who came to his senses with a flash, urgently grabbed his hand.
“Wh-why, why, why…?”
He wanted to ask why he was trying to remove the underwear, but being startled, he stammered, omitting even the most important object.
“I thought Hyowoo-ssi would be uncomfortable like this. Wouldn’t it be better to just take them off?”
Only then did Hyowoo realize his underwear was damp.
His hardened member had already wetted the thin fabric.
The area around his buttocks was soaking wet as if he’d fallen into water.
Hyowoo belatedly noticed that Lee Seohee’s legs and pants where he’d been sitting until just moments ago also had dark stains spreading on them.
His face, which had turned pale, instantly flushed bright red.
A panic completely different from the one stemming from fear swept over him like a storm.
His mind was on the verge of being paralyzed by unbearable embarrassment.
Seeing Hyowoo unable to even blink at a loss for what to do, Lee Seohee slowly pulled his underwear downward.
A transparent liquid stretched long like a thread from the underwear descending along his slender legs.
It was slick.
At the thought that now even the sofa would become dirty with his bodily fluids, he couldn’t bear the shame washing over him.
He was also scared.
This was the first time he’d been this aroused since last summer.
He didn’t know what Lee Seohee was thinking, but the fear struck him that if his sexual desire was stimulated further here, heat might start like that day.
Hyowoo desperately hid that place by keeping his knees tightly together and gripping the hem of his t-shirt with both hands.
Finding that appearance pitiful yet somehow lovable, Lee Seohee inadvertently let out a laugh.
“Why are you so embarrassed? We’re both men.”
“Th-that’s true, but…”
While avoiding his gaze that smiled as if finding him cute, Hyowoo put even more strength into his hands.
If he let his guard down even for a moment, it felt like his underwear would be stripped off.
Lee Seohee, who had been looking at the back of Hyowoo’s hands that had turned white from tension, gently placed his hand on top.
“Are you perhaps scared?”
