“Hng, ugh……”
As Jeonghan slowly pulled out his penis and thrust in strongly again, Wooyeon, who was lying face down with his mouth covered, shook his head. His vaginal opening that had tightened again was being forcibly made a path by Jeonghan’s penis.
“Ha, but why are you so tight. Fuck, you’re too narrow.”
Jeonghan began to thrust while pressing down on the hollow between Wooyeon’s waist and hips. As his anal, soaked with love fluids, clung tightly to the shape of Jeonghan’s penis, an exclamation burst from Jeonghan’s mouth. With something absurdly thick inserted, Wooyeon’s anal twitched. And at one moment, when Jeonghan stabbed with his penis, Wooyeon’s body jolted.
“You just felt it.”
“Haugh!”
“Do you always act like it’s your first time when having sex?”
Somehow feeling hurt by Jeonghan’s words, Wooyeon put more strength into the hand covering his mouth. As Jeonghan’s penis rubbed against his inner walls, his body gradually grew hotter. Wooyeon’s love fluids dripped plop plop plop onto the bloodstain on the floor.
“Ah……! Haugh!”
When the penis that dug into his vaginal opening touched his cervix, a cry burst out from below. Wooyeon scratched at the empty floor, not knowing what to do with the hand that had been covering his mouth. Every time Jeonghan thrust up from behind, his kneeling knees became red and raw, but he didn’t even think about that.
“Ha, being this deep.”
“Ahng, hng, ngh! Nngh!”
“No one but me could properly stab you.”
“Haugh, heu…… Heung, ngh!”
At the unbearable pleasure, Wooyeon felt like he would go crazy. His shoulder and forehead touching the floor kept being pushed by Jeonghan’s force, leaving red marks.
Climax upon climax, then another climax…… It had hurt so much earlier, but he couldn’t understand how this was even possible. Unable to handle the passion, Wooyeon’s tears dripped plop plop plop onto the yellow floor.
“Hng, ugh, haut, ngh……”
From his body that hung limply as if about to faint, cries flowed out every time Jeonghan thrust. It felt so good he could go crazy, but it was also so hard that Wooyeon kept crying. Whether it was because he lacked sleep or because the sex for his first time was too hard, his eyes kept trying to close.
“I’m still, huff…… far from done, so stay conscious.”
I’m having such a hard time, but Jeonghan who didn’t acknowledge it felt so heartless to Wooyeon. When Jeonghan grabbed Wooyeon’s thin arm that was being swung around like a pinwheel from behind, Wooyeon’s prone upper body was lifted up. In the thin full-length mirror standing in the corner, Wooyeon’s naked body was reflected.
On his white body, the nipples that bloomed like flowers were pale pink on one side, and swollen bright red on the other from being bitten and rolled by Jeonghan. From behind, Jeonghan began to piston again, and in the mirror, the red marks continuously swayed lewdly.
“Hng, ngh, heung!”
Behind Wooyeon, Jeonghan reflected in the mirror was clearly smiling.
“Sunbae’s crying sounds are really lewd.”
Wooyeon ended up losing consciousness just like that.
* * *
Flinch.
At the pain striking directly below his waist, Wooyeon forced open his closed eyes. His hazily blurred focus gradually became clearer, and right in front of him was Jeonghan’s sleeping face. It didn’t take long to grasp how the situation came to be.
Wooyeon’s face flushed bright red in an instant. Whether he lacked sleep, Jeonghan’s handsome face was still focused on sleeping, not knowing Wooyeon had woken up.
Wooyeon let out a small groan at Jeonghan’s weight pressing down on him. Jeonghan’s arms and legs wrapped around his shoulders and below his waist were hard and heavy like stone. Because of the narrow studio apartment, Jeonghan, who was much taller than average, couldn’t even properly stretch out his legs.
“Ah……!”
When Wooyeon turned his head and tried to escape from Jeonghan’s embrace, he covered his mouth at the pain that hit him again. Below his waist was numb and sore, and his legs had no strength at all. Tears leaked out again.
I really slept with Kwon Jeonghan. Even if he regretted it, nothing would change, but he didn’t feel particularly happy either.
With complicated feelings, Wooyeon carefully extracted his body caught by Jeonghan again. They had mixed bodies, but it wasn’t because their hearts connected. Wooyeon was someone who thought of himself as inflexible, and while the act itself wasn’t unpleasant, now he even felt depressed.
Carefully escaping from the blanket, Wooyeon crouched down and looked at Jeonghan’s face, who had fallen back asleep. Unlike himself who was naked, Jeonghan was still fully dressed. He didn’t remember well after fainting, but every time he occasionally came to his senses, he was being shaken by Jeonghan. When did he spread the blanket? At the very beginning, it was definitely the bare floor.
Wooyeon barely raised his body by grabbing the desk beside him. Realizing the identity of the liquid flowing between his legs, Wooyeon rolled his eyes anxiously. First, he needed to wash, so even opening the drawer to grab underwear was very careful. And entering the bathroom, Wooyeon quietly locked the bathroom door so it wouldn’t make a sound.
Pregnancy…….
Shouldn’t he worry? Anyway, unless it was his heat cycle, the pregnancy probability for a recessive omega converged to zero. Even during his heat cycle, the probability of pregnancy was abysmal—a body that was almost incapable of reproduction. As if trying to erase the pointless thought, Wooyeon shook his head left and right and let out a sigh.
The semi-basement room that already lacked warmth was much colder when entering the bathroom. It was a chill that made it still hard to feel that spring had come.
Wooyeon rubbed his palm over the goosebumps rising from the chill as if familiar with it, soothing them. And when Wooyeon raised his head and saw his upper body reflected in the small mirror, his face turned bright red. On his snow-white body, it was a chaotic mess of reds and purples as if someone had scribbled on drawing paper. Especially his nape and chest—he must have sucked so persistently that they were beyond red and showed purple.
Feeling embarrassed, Wooyeon covers his nape with his palm while looking at himself in the mirror. It was because he remembered what the guys from the same department said in the lecture hall. Jeonghan’s words also came to mind together. Even if he pretended otherwise, his omega nature showed…….
His moistly wet eyes and eyelashes turned toward the mirror again, then Wooyeon finally turned his head and turned on the shower. At the cold energy splashing from the stream of water, Wooyeon couldn’t muster the courage to throw his body under that stream. Normally he would heat water in the kitchen to use, but with Jeonghan sleeping inside, that wasn’t easy either.
After hesitating, Wooyeon finally stepped under the shower stream as if determined. The cold stream of water flowed from the top of Wooyeon’s head to his toes. At the coldness that felt like his blood would freeze at any moment, Wooyeon turned off the water and trembled.
He squeezed out body wash to make bubbles and rubbed his body, then squeezed shampoo, but only an air-releasing sound came out and no shampoo emerged. It’s already all used up. Even though he used it sparingly, Wooyeon sighed at the daily necessities that showed their bottom so quickly.
Wooyeon who opened the opening by turning it poured in a little water and shook it. When he turned the opening upside down and hit it against his palm, foamy shampoo flowed out. Every time he washed, his waist hurt, and perhaps because of his bent arm, his shoulder also felt like it was creaking.
Having shampooed up to his hair like that, Wooyeon sprayed the shower again to rinse off the bubbles. On his skin cold as ice, Wooyeon stamped his feet. His red lips had turned purple and were trembling. Wooyeon took out a towel from the storage cabinet, quickly placed one towel on his head, then wiped the moisture from his body with another towel.
Having gotten fully dressed, Wooyeon carefully opened the bathroom door again. He didn’t even need to turn his head. On the floor of the cramped studio apartment, Jeonghan was still sleeping.
This wasn’t the first time seeing Jeonghan sleep. Both Jeonghan who slept drunk during the club gathering before, and Jeonghan now—he was mysteriously handsome.
Wooyeon quietly bent down and sat in the empty space left from where Jeonghan was lying and watched Jeonghan sleep. It was a handsomely masculine face, and perhaps because his eyebrows were dark, his eyelashes were also long.
With his arms resting on his raised knees, Wooyeon watched Jeonghan’s face for a long time. That face sleeping so soundly with such a relieved expression was also hateful. I’m hurting this much…….
However, in any case, Jeonghan was a lifesaver to him. Thanks to Jeonghan, his mother could receive surgery, and therefore he too could still breathe and live in this world thanks to that.
While watching Jeonghan, a growling sound rang out from his empty stomach. Come to think of it, it was already well past lunchtime. He had only barely served ramen for breakfast, so it seemed he should at least feed him one proper meal before sending him off.
His hair wasn’t completely dry yet, but since Wooyeon always dried his hair with a fan because he didn’t have a hair dryer, it seemed he couldn’t dry his hair now. If he turned the fan on high, Jeonghan would surely wake up.
Having roughly squeezed the moisture from his hair with a towel, Wooyeon put on his outerwear and put the worn-out coin purse and house key placed on the desk into his pocket.
The rusted iron door inevitably made a loud sound when opening and closing. Still, watching Jeonghan’s reactions, Wooyeon opened and closed the door as quietly as possible and let out a sigh.
Even though it was past noon, the early spring weather was still chilly. To hide his mottled nape, Wooyeon zipped up his jumper to the top.
With his hands in his jumper pockets, Wooyeon headed to the supermarket. It was about a 20-minute walk away, but it was still cheaper than the nearby convenience store.
What should I make for him? Wooyeon had no idea what to make for Jeonghan who must have always eaten delicious food. The back of his neck felt cool from his not-yet-dry hair.
