Yoo Seonjae released my nipple and held my lips. The messy tongue that invaded my mouth made ravenous sounds as it sucked up saliva. His two hands supported me, pressing and rubbing the nipple he had sucked and released with his thumbs.
“Haha, honey, does it feel good? Hm? Look at me, does it feel good?”
Even though I could hear Yoo Seonjae’s voice, I couldn’t answer him. Because Yoo Seonjae’s cock piercing my lower parts was too ferocious, I could only moan in response to it.
“Aamng! Ah! Hngh— aang!”
“Our Yeoul answers so well.”
Praising me as I moaned, Yoo Seonjae thrust his hips up even harder.
*
“Haah, ngh! Mmng… sto, stop—”
Crazy bastard.
How many days has it been now? Was what he whispered with the team leader about this? It seems like it’s already been more than four days since we came to the hotel that day.
Even though it seems like my lower parts won’t close from him continuously pounding me day and night without rest, I get goosebumps from pleasure every time he enters. Yoo Seonjae, that bastard, is definitely a crazy bastard, but seeing my body going crazy because I like that crazy bastard, I’m equally crazy too.
“Haa, ah! Yeoul, stop? Really stop?”
Yoo Seonjae asks while pounding his hips with no intention of stopping. The corners of his mouth raised up seem to be teasing me, so I reached out my hand to lower his raised mouth corners, but he put my fingers in his mouth and sucked them.
“Why? Isn’t the cock enough, honey?”
“Haaamng…”
“Really?”
While pounding his hips, Yoo Seonjae diligently sucked my fingers in his mouth. My lower parts packed full are already overwhelming, but his mouth is hot and soft, making moaning sounds come out unknowingly. No, should I say that sounds can only come out as moans from my throat because I’ve been screaming so much already?
“Our Yeoul, what should I do when you’re this pretty?”
Yoo Seonjae, who spat out my fingers, said while removing the hair stuck to my face from sweat. His eyes as he said that were so affectionate that I somehow choked up.
It’s a face I see every time. I believe without doubt that the gaze always directed at me will be this affectionate, but why is my heart so restless?
The faster Yoo Seonjae’s hip movements got, the more anxious I somehow became. I like him too much. The body temperature we share, what he says, what he does… I like everything, I like everything of his that’s directed toward me, but being this anxious is still…
“Ngh!”
I felt Yoo Seonjae’s thing spreading inside me. Even though it was already in a sticky state from being so wet, I could feel his vitality seeping into me. But… that’s all.
“Honey.”
“Yeah? Haa, Yeoul. How was it? Was it good?”
“Yeah…”
It was good. There’s never been a time when it wasn’t good with you. But…
“Seonjae, but why don’t you knot me?”
Not even once. Never once has he knotted me.
Usually I thought it was fine. But it’s a rut cycle. Is there an alpha who spends their rut holding onto their sanity without knotting? Is that how extreme dominants are? No, even so, if it’s someone you like, someone you love, wouldn’t you want to plant yours inside them?
“Knotting?”
Yoo Seonjae’s expression twisted strangely. It’s an expression I’m seeing for the first time. What is it? Did I say the wrong thing? Shouldn’t I have said this now?
Still, I had to say it. I couldn’t hold it in any longer because anxiety seemed to arise from the continued doubt.
I wanted to know why he was doing that. I know everything about him, he knows everything about me… we’ve grown up like that and will live like that in the future, but my heart felt bad because it seemed like his secrets that only I didn’t know kept increasing.
No, even if he has nothing to hide from me, there are times like now when I don’t know what he’s thinking.
Since I’m not Yoo Seonjae, it’s natural that I can’t know every detail of what he’s thinking, but still, this was a different matter.
We’re a married couple. We’re in a loving relationship, and we spend every heat cycle and rut cycle together. We’ve never thought of anyone but each other, a couple faithful to each other—that’s us.
But why…
At the end of an alpha and omega’s union, there’s naturally knotting. Even more so if they’re a married couple. But despite being with me for so long and even getting married now, Yoo Seonjae has never once knotted me.
Before marriage, well, I thought it could be like that. Even if I’m recessive, it’s right to be careful. But we’re married now. It’s okay to knot as much as he wants, I said. But why…?
“Is there a reason I should?”
What?
What is he saying?
I snapped awake as if cold water had been poured over me. I couldn’t understand what he was saying at all, so I pushed him off from on top of me and sat up.
“Is there a reason you should?”
Yoo Seonjae also swept up his sweat-drenched hair and let out a light sigh. Perhaps because his rut cycle was showing signs of subsiding somewhat, he had already returned to his usual calm face.
“Right. We’re not going to have a baby anyway, so why would I do something like that?”
“…I’m recessive.”
“So?”
Ah… What should I say about this? How do I explain how I’m feeling right now? I…
“The probability of having a baby is low anyway. But you’re not knotting because of that?”
“So.”
Yoo Seonjae smiled and pulled me into his arms, whispering.
“The probability is already low anyway, why would I do something that would hurt you? I can just endure it.”
Just endure it… he says.
I know that normally it’s fine, but during a rut cycle, an alpha can’t be satisfied without knotting. That means every time Yoo Seonjae holds me, he’s not satisfied but doesn’t knot. Because the probability of me having a child is low. No, because I might get hurt?
“How can you say that?”
Should I thank him for acknowledging that I can get pregnant even with low probability, or should I get angry asking if he means what’s the point of knotting a body that can’t even get pregnant?
“Yeoul. I told you. You’re my top priority. I don’t want to do meaningless actions that only hurt you just because it feels good for me.”
I understand. I understand, but…
“And we wrote a contract too, honey.”
Right, the contract. We wrote something like that.
Yoo Seonjae and Han Yeoul promise to live as ‘DINKs’ during their marriage. And Yoo Seonjae added one more line there. ‘If either one wants a child, this marriage vow loses its effect.’
I see.
To Yoo Seonjae, contracts are absolute. He grew up in that kind of family, and I’m not unaware of that either. Even so, people can’t plan everything in life, and minds can change… When I see times like this, he’s really cold.
If… I wanted a child, would he say to nullify this marriage?
“Hahaha.”
Laughter came out unknowingly. Yoo Seonjae looked down at me a bit puzzled, but I couldn’t stop laughing.
Isn’t this really funny? Wanting a child. Despite being recessive.
Ah, it’s so funny. Yoo Seonjae already gave me a hint to know my place, but I was running wild without knowing my place and now facing my reality is so pathetic.
“Honey. Yeoul? Are you okay?”
Yoo Seonjae asked with a flustered face. What’s there to not be okay about? I’m fine of course.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Why? Should we do it one more time?”
“Honey…”
A warm hand caressed my face.
“Why are you crying?”
Ah, is that so? Was I crying? Worst, really. I just hugged Yoo Seonjae. I didn’t want to show him this ugly side of me.
“Just, because I’m happy.”
“Happy?”
“Yeah. Everything… is good.”
Yoo Seonjae’s lower parts swelled up tightly again. This time too… there will be no knotting.
*
“Is Han Yeoul-ssi in their fourth year now?”
“Yes, it’s my fourth year by count now.”
“Wow… time really flies. It feels like just yesterday you were a newbie, but you already have two juniors.”
“Right.”
The team leader put down the coffee he was drinking and looked at me with a grin. I’m uneasy. When that person smiles like that, something bitter definitely happens.
The team leader, a picture-perfect opportunist, has been going back and forth between Yoo Seonjae and me for the past three years lining his pockets. That’s probably why he took me along when he moved teams. It looks like he’s accommodating me on the surface, but in reality, he’s taking care of what he needs to take care of while having a fairly enjoyable company life.
“How about going on a business trip?”
“Business trip?”
