LM 123

He didn’t know how many climaxes had trampled over him in that short time. Kwon Siyul’s upper body collapsed forward. Immediately, his hair was grabbed. A hand went down his neck and gripped his nape tightly. Woo Hyunse roughly cursed, constantly thrusting upward.

“Kwon Siyul, look at me, quickly.”

“Hyung, hngh…hng, I, ah, eugh…!”

“You have to open your mouth. Yes, like that…”

It was more like sex with his tongue than a kiss. It was vulgar and promiscuous. Tongues tangled and fluids mixed. It was a kiss that bit his lips, licked the roof of his mouth, and stole his soul, brutally taking his breath away.

The bed creaked loudly. The flesh pillar inside him swelled greedily. But it wasn’t the same as usual. The size was changing gradually from the root. Kwon Siyul struggled, finding it harder and harder to breathe as the hand gripping his nape tightened.

“Ah…Ah!”

“Keugh…!”

Woo Hyunse hugged Kwon Siyul tightly and buried his forehead between his shoulders. Veins and blood vessels bulged on his temples. Thick vines rose beneath the skin on his arms that were embracing Kwon Siyul. His swollen genitals poured thick semen into his depths. It was a much larger amount than usual. He twitched for a long time, squeezing out every last drop.

The entrance was blocked, not a single drop of semen leaked out. Kwon Siyul, straddling Woo Hyunse, could only twitch, pressed together like the two halves of a clamshell. It felt like his stomach would burst from even the slightest movement. It sloshed inside as if filled with water instead of semen.

His mind was a blinding yellow. It hurt. His vision went black for a moment, as if he were dying. The pain made it hard to breathe. Tears like cottonwood fluff streamed down his cheeks.

“Hyung, hng, hyu- ung…Heuk, euht.”

“Just a little, hoo…Just a little.”

Woo Hyunse gently stroked Kwon Siyul’s stiff waist. The scent emanating from his neck and behind his ears grew stronger. The scent of a white birch forest and sweet honey enveloped Kwon Siyul, as if to soothe his stiff muscles and tension.

The strange and serene scent gradually relaxed Kwon Siyul’s rigid body. His insides twitched, caressing the massively swollen shaft. Each time, Woo Hyunse seemed to feel the pain, his brow furrowing, but he didn’t lessen the scent.

How long did they hold each other like that? The pain that had been tearing at his insides slowly subsided. Instead, a different sensation filled its place. It tickled, like when he first sensed the heat of his rut. His inner flesh squeezed shut, compressing the fleshy pillar. Even though it was so large that he couldn’t pull it out or push it in any further.

“Augh, ah…”

“Wait, Kwon Siyul.”

Woo Hyunse urgently wrapped his arms around Kwon Siyul’s waist and pressed down. It was an attempt to stop him, but it backfired. Kwon Siyul’s insides clung to the pillar like a snake coiled around it. A low groan escaped from between Woo Hyunse’s teeth.

He didn’t feel the pain anymore. Instead, something else took over his body. Kwon Siyul’s face flushed red. His lips parted, and his insides writhed involuntarily.

“Heung, heu…!”

Just the act of his mucous membrane wrapping around and releasing the pillar made lightning flash before his eyes. Droplets of saliva formed on Kwon Siyul’s lower lip. Woo Hyunse sucked and swallowed them sweetly, as if drinking dew.

His lower body, which had been limp with pain, was slowly regaining its vitality. His shrunken balls squeezed out the last of what felt like semen. The tip of his penis was hot and tingly, like a match flame flickering near the glans.

The inside of the shaft, though fleshy, was also filling with fluid. He suddenly felt the urge to pee. He tried to hold it in, straining his lower abdomen, but it only squeezed the trapped penis inside.

“Ah, just a moment, let, go, of, ah…”

Even though he was out of his mind, Kwon Siyul struggled not to make a mess. But he shouldn’t have raised his upper body. The tip of his penis, full of semen, pressed down on a sensitive spot. 

“Hick,” Kwon Siyul gasped.

He couldn’t raise his body all the way. He gripped the sheets and twisted his waist. The water that he couldn’t hold back any longer shot out in an arc from below, reaching its absolute limit. It wasn’t enough to pool on Woo Hyunse’s finely chiseled abs—it flowed down his waist and soaked the bed sheets.

“Heu, heueh, heu…”

Kwon Siyul collapsed onto Woo Hyunse’s waterlogged upper body. The knotting hadn’t released yet. Kwon Siyul trembled, looking up at Woo Hyunse with a pair of unfocused eyes. The moment their eyes met, a flash of light sparked in the other man’s pupils.

Woo Hyunse, gripping Kwon Siyul’s waist, pounced on him. A thick tongue filled the mouth Kwon Siyul had opened to take a breath. Kwon Siyul’s eyelids and eyelashes fluttered before slowly falling shut.

The fatigue finally hit him all at once. Kwon Siyul fell asleep as if blacking out.

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He heard birdsong somewhere. It wasn’t an artificial sound. It wasn’t an alarm, and it was an unfamiliar sound to hear in the middle of the city, so Kwon Siyul groggily opened his eyes. The ceiling that came into view was also unfamiliar. A ceiling fan that looked like an enlarged dragonfly wing was turning slowly. The thin bed curtains that fluttered were also something he didn’t have at home.

“…Ah.”

That’s right. This wasn’t his house. It was the resort he had come to with Woo Hyunse.

Turning to his side, he saw the man who had tormented him so much soundly asleep. He was half-buried in the pillow, sleeping like a baby. Seeing that, the days and nights he had stayed in this room flashed by like a film reel replaying in his mind.

Kwon Siyul’s face instantly turned red. His heart pounded so hard that he pressed his face with both hands.

It had been a few days of being true to his instincts. Sleeping, eating, fucking, getting fucked, and catching fire whenever their eyes met, making it hard to put out. It was a fire that couldn’t be extinguished no matter how much water he poured on it or how much he pulled out. It was fierce and persistent. Just when he thought it was out, it would burn Kwon Siyul’s insides again when he woke up and his stamina recovered.

There wasn’t a place they hadn’t rolled around in, including the bed, the sofa, the floor, the carpet, and even the shower room, which was open on all sides. All meals were room service. Even then, he barely ate a bite or two before it was back to square one. He wasn’t hungry even if he didn’t eat, and he didn’t even want to waste time putting something in his mouth that wasn’t Woo Hyunse.

There wasn’t a place on his body that Woo Hyunse’s lips hadn’t touched. Even when they were resting, they were always connected somehow. Holding hands, having his toes in Woo Hyunse’s mouth, or having his nipples, swollen and about to peel, sucked on.

Later, he could even move slowly while knotted. Knotting addiction wasn’t just someone else’s problem. Simple sex was enough to satisfy his desires, but the climax reached through knotting was comparable to drugs. It was more than just pleasure. The feeling that everything was completely forgotten and even his soul was crumbling was truly frightening.

In the end, his memories were spotty. He seemed to have begged the other man to stop, rubbing his palms together, because he was so tired and exhausted. His ambition to resolve the heat of his rut by attacking Woo Hyunse was long gone.

Surely it’s not still open, is it? Kwon Siyul suddenly had a scary thought and quickly put his hand between his legs. He carefully groped between his butt cheeks and, thankfully, it was tightly closed. Is this also one of the characteristics of an omega? He let out a sigh of relief.

He quietly got out of bed so as not to wake Woo Hyunse. His legs were weak and he staggered, barely managing to stand by grabbing the table. He put his hand on his aching waist, picked up the shirt that had fallen on the floor, and put it on.

He could hear the sound of waves nearby. He walked toward it as if it were calling to him. It was the balcony he had seen on his first day here. Beyond the small private pool, there were palm trees and the sea.

Kwon Siyul hesitated between the hammock between the palm trees and the round sofa on the veranda but chose the soft sofa. The sound of the waves crashing and the sound of the palm leaves colliding in the breeze reached his ears.

It was still early dawn, before sunrise, so the sea and sky were a pale navy blue. Wispy clouds lazily crossed over it.

Kwon Siyul turned his head at the sound of someone stepping on the wooden floor with a creak. Woo Hyunse, who had woken up at some point, yawned widely and came out onto the balcony. He bent down and kissed Kwon Siyul’s forehead, then sat down next to him. He rubbed his ear against Kwon Siyul’s shoulder, his eyes still drowsy.

The morning air was cool, so Woo Hyunse’s body temperature was welcome. Kwon Siyul also leaned his head on top of his. There was no conversation, but the silence wasn’t awkward. It was a peaceful and gentle atmosphere.

The horizon gradually turned red. Before the sun rose, Kwon Siyul quickly called out to Woo Hyunse. Woo Hyunse opened his eyes, which had been closed, and looked at Kwon Siyul.

“Look over there, hyung. The sun is rising.”

The flames created by the sun rippled over the waves. Kwon Siyul’s cheeks were also soaked in the crimson light.

He was able to see this scenery thanks to Woo Hyunse. If he hadn’t met Woo Hyunse in his life, he would probably still be selling drugs and walking toward hell day by day. Although it was a twisted first meeting, Woo Hyunse ultimately pulled him out of the mire.

Thanks to that, he learned a lot. The feeling of liking someone, the feeling of loving someone, and how to wait more maturely.