Embarrassed by the rather grand-sounding explanation, Yeehyeon let out a chuckle, letting go of Liu’s cheek and averting his gaze. But his eyes, which had fallen to Liu’s chest, immediately shot back up to meet his. He remembered hearing similar words once before.
“So… that’s what that meant.”
“……”
This time, Liu added a wry smile to his complicated expression and caressed Yeehyeon’s bare shoulder.
In Chicago. Back when he had heard the proposal and answered with words of love.
Lying pressed against Yeehyeon’s back, his fingers stimulating him from inside, Liu had said something similar with a completely aroused face.
It hadn’t been about body odor.
The pheromones of a Diamond Dust that only a Ghost could detect and react to.
He knew what kind of reaction he had when he smelled Liu’s scent. A sweet and intense temptation that knocked on the most primal instincts sealed deep inside, a place no form of stimulation had ever reached, coaxing him into words and actions that deviated from his usual self.
The thought that Liu, too, must be stimulated by his own pheromones in the same way made his mouth go dry. Imagination and anticipation threw his breathing into disarray in an instant.
Moving closer to the man caressing his shoulder, he placed his hands on his waist. He nuzzled his nose against his nape and kissed along his jawline. As Liu lowered his head slightly and stroked his side, Yeehyeon buried his lips by his ear and whispered.
“If you want to lose control, what… what should I do?”
Perhaps it was an unexpected question, as Liu’s hand paused for a moment. Then, he wrapped an arm around his waist, pulled him in, and whispered as if sighing.
“Just breathing is enough.”
Despite his words, he was clearly being cautious. His penis, pressed against him from the embrace, was already hard, yet he couldn’t even bring himself to clutch his ass, his hands remaining only on his upper body.
“Now that I know about the pheromones, I guess we can’t lie to each other about our desire anymore.”
“……”
“Right now, yours… is very strong.”
Flinching, he stiffened for a moment before collapsing against Yeehyeon’s shoulder with a chuckle, burying his forehead there.
“You’re right. Now you’ll know exactly how often I feel desire for Seo Yeehyeon. I think I’m in big trouble.”
At the end of his embarrassed, laughter-tinged voice, Liu turned his head and bit his neck.
“Ah.”
Sucking hard on the thin skin as if to leave a mark, his hand on his waist swept down his back once before plunging into his jeans.
“Hah, ngh.”
Yeehyeon’s chin lifted at the force of the grip kneading the flesh of his ass. Licking his way up the tautly stretched neck, Liu sucked on his parted lips before sliding his tongue inside.
Pursing his lips to suck on his hot, wet tongue, Yeehyeon found himself grinding his chest against his, his sex against his, without even realizing it.
Liu thrust a hand between their pressed-together lower bodies. With an urgent yet precise movement, he undid the buckle and opened the zipper, using his other hand that had been kneading his ass to push down both jeans and underwear at once. The scent of his pheromones intensified the moment he saw Yeehyeon’s exposed sex. His breathing grew irregular, and his shoulders heaved as if he were angry.
Even at a glance, his penis was noticeably swollen, pushing against the front of his pants, making it obvious he was erect. Yeehyeon’s hand trembled as it reached for his belt. As if frustrated by the slow touch, Liu placed his own hand over Yeehyeon’s and began to undo the belt himself.
While showering him with kisses from different angles above, he swiftly undid the belt and buckle below, pulling down the zipper to reveal his sex.
“Umm… hngh.”
Yeehyeon pressed his lips against his as if to crush them, pushing his body in close so that their penises touched. The moment he felt the contact of their members, it felt like his body was on fire. He felt like he was going crazy. They had only just begun, but this impatience to have him right away was an unfamiliar trait, not seen in his usual self.
“Are you turned on?”
“Hah, heuh… hhp.”
He bit his lip at his gentle, soothing whisper and slowly nodded.
“Me too.”
Looking down, his penis, even more swollen than before, was vibrating menacingly. A liquid carrying a thick scent was already trickling from the glans. What looked like it was squirming was like a caged beast, yearning to break free. The Alpha’s penis had quickly finished its preparations to penetrate and create friction.
He lowered his hips, pressing the base of his own penis against the base of Yeehyeon’s, and ground upwards from below. He couldn’t take his eyes off the fluid hip movement that mimicked a direct sexual act.
It was frustrating not knowing how to express this explosive excitement he hadn’t felt in so long. So Yeehyeon rocked his body. With every forward and backward sway, the slapping sound of their flesh colliding and tangling made his breath catch and his shoulders slump.
With their arms wrapped around each other’s bodies and their pants hanging around their thighs, the way they swayed, shifting their bodies to get even a little closer to the other’s sex, was not the least bit elegant. It was the complete opposite of nobility or sanctity.
Before, how he had so obediently followed his lead, uttering words he had never even clearly imagined in his head, let alone spoken aloud, and how, even without his guidance, he had been able to so directly demand such secret desires… he understood now.
He wanted that liberation again. He wanted to do with him all the things people talked about as if they were taboo, wrong, or improper—all the things they couldn’t abandon their curiosity for, wondered about, and some even secretly performed in their own bedrooms. He wanted every last twitch of his muscles to be his.
“Mm. Mmm. Mm.”
His hand, which had been kneading the flesh of his ass as if it were dough, slid between the cheeks, and one finger began to pointedly toy with his anus.
“All this time… have you been touching yourself here, too?”
When he nodded, he let out a sweet sigh by his ear. As if he were imagining Yeehyeon reaching between his own legs, inserting his fingers, and pleasuring himself.
The finger that had been tracing circles around the entrance as if massaging it pressed down, rubbing against the skin with a force that suggested it would penetrate at any moment. The stimulated body contracted on its own, his ass clenching. Yeehyeon’s fingertips dug into his shoulder as if pinching it.
“Yeehyeon-ah…”
His voice was like one entranced by a languid fantasy.
“You’re wet here…”
“Ngh.”
The moment he heard those words, Yeehyeon flinched as he felt a small gush pour out from inside him.
Completely aroused, he was now using not just his fingers but his entire palm. From back to front. Sliding between his legs, rubbing over the sensitive skin, he was completely unable to control his breathing. It was as if he wasn’t even conscious of what he was doing.
“What do I do… I’m sorry… Seo Yeehyeon, you’re all wet like this…”
He muttered a nonsensical apology, as if he had accidentally knocked over a cup on a table and soaked the other person’s clothes.
Every time he put strength into his body as if to lift him, Yeehyeon’s heels would lift off the floor. The two penises brushed, ground, and pushed off each other between their pelvises. The scent overwhelmed his sense of smell to the point that it felt like there wasn’t enough oxygen. He couldn’t close his mouth to breathe.
Just as he’d said he was wet, a viscous liquid made squelching sounds from below every time his palm pushed and pulled against the skin.
“It keeps flowing, it’s all slick…”
He bent his large body and kissed every place his lips could reach—his neck, his shoulders, his chest—sinking his teeth into the skin, inhaling the scent. It was as if he was desperate to pour out his pent-up excitement somewhere, anywhere.
“Ugh, ngh… wai…t…”
Pushed back by his force, Yeehyeon had to cling tightly to his neck to keep his balance as he stumbled backward. Sucking a nipple into his mouth and clamping down on it, he looked up, his eyes rolled back. His pupils were completely unfocused.
Even after pushing the hard-beaded nipple out from his lips, he flicked it with the tip of his tongue, and the palm that had been rubbing between his legs gathered into a cup and pressed down firmly.
“It can’t leak out… Should I just keep doing this?”
As the auditory stimulation made Yeehyeon bite his lower lip, he lunged forward and stole his lips. Unable to withstand the force any longer, he collapsed onto the bed behind him.
Liu’s upper body spread wide to cover Yeehyeon, who had plopped down on the mattress. A frantic kiss poured over his naked body. He pushed his knee under Yeehyeon’s thigh, forcing him further inward. When they had almost reached the center of the mattress, he bit down painfully on the nipple he was sucking and pulled back.
“Ah… ugh…”
The moment Yeehyeon threw his head back and moaned at the tingling pleasure, he released the nipple and began to shed the pants that were hanging awkwardly. Yeehyeon also pushed his jeans down toward his ankles.
Becoming naked first in an instant, he took off Yeehyeon’s sneakers, then grabbed the back of his jeans and yanked. The inside-out jeans were tossed somewhere onto the floor with the sneakers.
Standing with his knees spread wide, he slowly pushed in between his legs. The muscles of his thighs were taut and defined. The window behind him cast a shadow over the front of his body, but the outline of his penis, nodding heavily with his every movement, was distinct. It wasn’t just between Yeehyeon’s legs that was wet. The Alpha’s copious pre-cum, trickling down his penis, dripped onto the sheet, making a stain.
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