The man’s tongue roamed and swept through his mouth as if it owned the place, then pushed deep toward his throat, thrusting like something else entirely.
“Ugh— hah— wai— mmph— wait— mph—”
He choked for air and grabbed at the man’s shoulder and forearm, shoving at him. But the man seized his resisting hands and pinned them above him, tilting his head to press his lips down harder.
This was less of a kiss and more of being devoured one-sidedly. And the tongue that kept driving into his mouth like a cock went beyond being devoured — it was no different from being taken. The wet, slick sounds that had no business being heard in a hospital rang clearly in his ears.
“Hah— stop— ngh!”
He managed to wrench his head to the side and force out a refusal, but his lips were immediately covered again. It was humiliating that both his wrists were held by just one of the man’s hands — but the grip was so strong that there was no getting free. Unable to move his hands, he tried to resist with both legs — but they were locked immovably between the man’s, making even that impossible. In other words, the kiss the man was pouring into him was simply beyond his power to stop.
“Hah, I’ve been telling you every day…… right? It’s not that you don’t like it — it’s that you do.”
“Hmmph— no— mmh— I don’t— mmh—”
The man tickled the roof of his mouth and gently wound his tongue around his — and the strength drained from his body. He’d definitely hated it…… he was sure he’d hated it — but under the weight of conditioned pleasure and the surging pheromones, his resistance stopped, and he meekly parted his lips the way the man intended and clung on.
At that, the kiss that had started so violently began to soften. As though apologizing for the ruthless invasion of moments before, the man licked gently at the tender places. When the man who had been wielding his tongue like a weapon eased it softly against his, a moan slipped out. He opened hazy eyes — and found himself meeting the man’s gaze, unsure when he’d started watching him.
“Hmhh—”
For some reason, the moment their eyes met, the kiss grew wetter and deeper. Hot flesh pressed against hot flesh, making damp, slick sounds. The noises that echoed through the quiet hospital room felt like his ears were being touched.
The man’s lips finally separated from his a long while after that. When those lips — which had felt as though they’d be attached forever — at last pulled away, saliva that hadn’t been swallowed in time trailed down the corner of his mouth and hung like a thread between their lips.
The man broke it with a brief press of his lips, then asked him as he caught his ragged breath:
“Do you know what it means to receive another alpha’s pheromones?”
Could it really be that he’s this furious right now because of what I said — about just getting another alpha’s pheromones? I don’t understand why he’s reacting this sensitively to something so trivial. All it means literally is that I’d be receiving pheromones — what else is there to understand? Whether it’s having them put on my clothes the way he did or meeting someone briefly and asking them for some — as long as I receive them, that’s all that matters.
“Ah— I know! So let go of this.”
He strained and barely managed to pull both his pinned arms free.
“You know?”
“Of course! Do you think I know absolutely nothing? What — are you worried I won’t find a single alpha who wants me? If I have to, I’ll figure something out, even if it means paying for pheromones!”
He rubbed his wrist where the grip had left a mark and declared it loudly. Boldly said, but he had no particular plan. Even if he couldn’t find an alpha’s pheromones, couldn’t he just get a prescription and take medication? They’d said it wouldn’t cure him fully, but it would reduce the symptoms.
But the more he spoke, the worse the man’s expression became. In an instant, he could feel the man’s eyes going dark, sinking to black.
“You want to get fucked by another alpha’s cock?”
“What?”
“That’s what you just said.”
“When did I ever……?”
His head was more stunned than the wrist that had been held. He had no idea why the word cock had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
“Were you sitting there thinking about something like that with that little head of yours?”
“When did I say that! The doctor just said to receive alpha pheromones, so whoever it is, as long as I receive——”
The man’s hands suddenly slipped inside the front of his hospital gown as he was rambling defensively.
“So you’re telling me you want to take another alpha’s cum and carry their child? Right in front of me?”
The man said those words without a flicker of embarrassment, then gripped his waist with both hands and pressed his thumb firmly into his lower abdomen. As if another alpha’s child were already nestled inside him. It felt as though the man might crush his stomach and everything inside it right then and there.
“I never said any— hic!”
The hands gripping his waist slid up along his side, rubbing, and pushed his gown all the way up to his collarbone. Then the man’s knee pressed between his tightly closed legs and forced them open.
Even resisting with genuine force had no effect whatsoever. Seeing the man this completely reckless was a first, and he could only feel flustered.
The man’s knee that had invaded the space between his legs ground blatantly against his center — and in the end, his lower half began to swell. He’d said it several times already, but this too was beyond his power to stop. The thin hospital gown did nothing to block the man’s teasing, and the hand now pressing down on his chest instead of his stomach wouldn’t come off as though it had been glued there. Eventually, the moan he’d been holding back leaked out through his teeth.
“Ngh—”
“If some terrible alpha shoves into you without even getting you wet enough……”
“Ngh— stop— hah— get away…… ah!”
He tried closing his spread legs, but it only ended up trapping the man between them. Unable to open them wide or bring them shut, stuck in an awkward half-open position, he was too busy stifling his own moans.
“Our Gangi is recessive — it won’t be wet enough, so what’s going to happen?”
He hadn’t considered any of that, and he didn’t know how to answer — so he could only shake his head. As the pleasure climbed, tears gathered in his eyes.
The most terrible alpha in that moment was the one on top of him. The man was acting as though he’d declared he was going to sleep with another alpha. Even if he had, there was no longer any reason for the man to be this angry with him.
“Hic— I just said I’d take another alpha’s pheromones— ngh— so why is it suddenly— hmhh!”
Whatever had displeased him again, the man pinched his right nipple hard. Then he leaned his upper body down and exhaled slowly near his ear, almost like a sigh, as he explained:
“Lee Gang. Receiving an alpha’s pheromones means……”
That low, mid-range voice had a way of commanding focus even as his lower half was being rubbed against and his nipple tormented. He pressed his palm steadily against his lower abdomen again like before, and continued:
“It means taking an alpha’s cum into you until you can’t hold any more.”
He had no words to throw back at the man.
I didn’t know there was that kind of vulgar meaning behind it……!
In twenty-three years of living, if there was something he’d recently come to understand, it was this: ignorance is also a sin. If he’d known that receiving pheromones from an alpha meant that, he would never have let those words pass his lips!
And on top of that — hadn’t the doctor told him multiple times to receive a dominant alpha’s pheromones? He’d said it to him without so much as blinking. That was outright harassment! He should have shoved him out the window when he had the chance.
“I wasn’t thinking of it that way — I was genuinely only going to receive the pheromones…… just the pheromones……”
The man met his wide, shaken eyes and pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek — as if there was no trace of the person who had pressed his body against him like an animal just moments ago.
“Our Gangi just didn’t know, right?”
He was about to nod obediently — and then suddenly he thought: but still, this isn’t right. Whether he took another alpha’s — another alpha’s cum — or not, they’d already broken up. What business was it of his?
He stopped moving, snapped his head back around, and deliberately said the words he knew the man wouldn’t like to hear.
“What does it matter to you. Whether I see another alpha or not…… it’s none of your business anymore.”
The way he kept wavering in front of this man was all because of the pheromones — he couldn’t afford to get confused. The moment he let his guard down, he found himself following the trail of pheromones the man had scattered on the floor, heading toward him again like Hansel and Gretel.
He didn’t want to be pushed around by this man acting like a lover anymore. He simply wanted to accept the breakup like an adult. More than anything, he hated being wedged between this man and his fiancée. She gets touched like this too, doesn’t she? He’ll whisper that he loves her and hold her just like he did with me — and dust the dirt off the soles of her feet all the same!
Picturing it like that made him hate everything about the man that was touching him.
“Why is it none of my business.”
“Let go of me.”
Lee Gang. Hold it together. You can’t bring up the fiancée now — that’s too pathetic. It’s already over — clinging to it would look too petty and cheap. Are you going to turn your first breakup into a mudslinging fight? Just ignore it and end things cleanly, like an adult. Hoo—- calm down, stay composed. Say it clearly and decisively.
I don’t love you anymore. We’re really over now. So stop this!
“Let go! You’re going to have children with your fiancée anyway!”
Oh.
He stared up at the man who was hovering over him, eyes wide, and let fly the words he’d carefully chosen. But something was off. Why did that feel so satisfying? Like a decade’s worth of indigestion clearing all at once?
It was about ten seconds later that he realized the words he’d meant to say in his head and the ones he’d actually shouted out loud had completely switched places.
“What did you say?”
“Uh……”
For just a moment he was startled by his own outburst — and then grief came crashing over him.
The dam he’d quietly built and reinforced alone for over a month crumbled with a single crack — a small trickle opened, and then it poured out faster than he could contain it. All it had taken was one piece of honest feeling slipping out, and now it was flooding the hospital room beyond any hope of taking it back. I really can’t hold things in. No — I won’t.
“Fiancée?”
One of the man’s eyebrows rose as though he’d heard something strange.
“Yes! Fiancée!”
