PIA 77

Ji-an felt fingers sliding in as his buttocks spread apart. Even though Ji-an struggled in surprise, his weight pressed against Jeong Hee-seo’s palm, preventing him from escaping.

Jeong Hee-seo carried Ji-an with one hand towards the inner bathroom. Feeling unsteady, Ji-an clung to his neck and wrapped his legs around his waist, causing his own aroused p3nis to poke against Jeong Hee-seo’s stomach. This position made Ji-an spread open even more…

Unable to bear the embarrassment, Ji-an hugged Jeong Hee-seo’s neck and buried his face. Jeong Hee-seo whispered into his burning ear:

“When did you get so hard?”

As Ji-an clung to him, swaying with excitement, his skin stuck to Jeong Hee-seo like melted rice cake. He stroked Ji-an’s back as if to soothe him. The bulging veins on his forearm were stimulating enough for Ji-an. As Jeong Hee-seo’s hand kept prodding between his buttocks, Ji-an hugged him tightly, almost choking him, and straightened his back.

“Stop… poking me with your hand like that.”

“It’s not my hand.”

What? Before Ji-an could turn his wide eyes downward, his body tilted. Jeong Hee-seo leaned Ji-an against the smooth bathtub and turned on the shower. Warm water poured over their bodies.

“Did it look like a hand?”

Jeong Hee-seo stood tall in front of the bathtub and looked down at Ji-an. Ji-an watched as Hee-seo crossed his thick arms to remove his T-shirt, catching glimpses of his flexing abs.  His gaze naturally dropped lower before he hurriedly averted his eyes.

“… Ugh.”

Since Jeong Hee-seo had lifted him so high, Ji-an hadn’t realized that what was poking between his buttocks was actually his d1ck. He had thought it was a fist, hence his plea to stop.

The long, straight d1ck was as thick as a club, and Ji-an lowered his eyes, feeling intimidated. How could a person be like that… The more he questioned it, the more he recalled the feeling of being prodded between his buttocks.

Jeong Hee-seo approached Ji-an, who was leaning on his elbows with a dazed expression, and kissed his chin and bit his nose. Water streamed between their touching lips. As Ji-an relaxed his arms and nearly lay down on the gently sloping bathtub wall, Jeong Hee-seo climbed on top, pressing their bodies together.

There was no time to feel embarrassed about being completely naked face to face with him. Ji-an couldn’t collect his thoughts as Jeong Hee-seo’s lips sought out every sensitive and tender part of his skin, and his gentle hands kneaded his body.

Jeong Hee-seo’s hands full of soap bubbles glided over Ji-an’s chest, waist, buttocks, and legs. His hands were so big that Ji-an’s whole body was soon slippery with soap. When he rubbed between Ji-an’s toes with his fingers, Ji-an hunched his shoulders. His soap-covered hands stroked Ji-an’s d1ck.

“Hng… you’re crazy. Hyung…”

“Seems like you’re coming to your senses a bit.”

After washing off the sea water and sand with soap and rinsing with clean water, the pheromones rising from Ji-an’s body became even stronger. It was enough to strip away Jeong Hee-seo’s reason. Even pouring on strong rose-scented body wash was useless. The artificial scent lost its power against Ji-an’s sweet scent that spread with every touch of his skin.

“It’s too late now. I’m not in my right mind.”

Jeong Hee-seo trapped the squirming Ji-an in his arms and pressed his lips to every visible spot. When Ji-an flinched at the ticklish sensations, he gently released his pheromones as if to soothe him. He greedily savored the scent as he licked the entire body of the trembling Omega, who seemed intoxicated.

Amidst the intensely mixing pheromones, Jeong Hee-seo was holding onto a thread of reason, and that was because of the baby that would be inside Ji-an’s belly.

Jeong Hee-seo covered Ji-an’s lower abdomen with his large hand. It was an irrational action, as if he might feel the tiny being’s heartbeat.

Was it only because of this that Seo Ji-an felt so lovable? Thinking about it, that wasn’t the case. He himself was not that sentimental.

He draped Ji-an’s white legs over his shoulders and buried his face in his groin. Without hesitation, he sucked on Ji-an’s d1ck, causing Ji-an’s soft buttocks to tense up.

“Ah, aah, hyung… H-hyung…”

Ji-an covered his eyes with both hands.

“Mm, Ji-an. Hyung is here.”

It looked just like him. Jeong Hee-seo chuckled at the pink glans dripping clear fluid. His playful licking ended there. As he swallowed it whole, taking it deep into his throat, Ji-an’s legs trembled.

“Ah, ahhh! Ah, no…”

The fluids Ji-an was leaking had a sweet scent. Swallowing with the d1ck still in his mouth caused his throat to squeeze the already sensitive glans. Ji-an fumbled, not knowing where to put his hands in the smooth bathtub.

While he was lost in pleasure, he felt Jeong Hee-seo’s fingers probing below. His thoroughly wet, slippery h0le accepted the fingers without resistance, and the hot, thick finger entered inside, touching the most delicate and weak spot. Ji-an struggled and looked at Jeong Hee-seo with eyes filled with astonishment.

“Ugh, hic…”

Jeong Hee-seo, still holding Ji-an’s d1ck in his mouth, raised only his eyes to meet Ji-an’s gaze.

“Don’t do that…”

As if unable to bear the eye contact, Ji-an averted his gaze.

“Let’s go to the room… Can’t we just do it normally there?”

“What’s normal?”

Jeong Hee-seo rubbed his sore jaw and frowned. The area around the mouth and chin was soaked with Ji-an’s fluids. Ji-an was startled when Jeong Hee-seo licked his lips.

Normal? Jeong Hee-seo tilted his head and spread Ji-an’s lower half. When he added two more fingers and stirred inside, Ji-an nearly cried. It was puzzling how his lower body throbbed even though it was just fingers probing his twitching inner walls. 

At that moment, Ji-an reached down and touched Jeong Hee-seo’s d1ck with his fingertips. When Jeong Hee-seo rubbed the head of his cock against Ji-an’s timidly poking finger, Ji-an gathered courage and grasped it. Seeing his hot, throbbing member pulsing in Ji-an’s hand, Jeong Hee-seo exhaled deeply.

“Haa… Ji-an.”

The thick glans touched Ji-an’s gaping, twitching h0le. The wet, wrinkled opening quivered, licking at the tip. Jeong Hee-seo felt like his head would explode from the heat.

“Hands.”

“…Uh, yes?”

“Block it with both hands.”

He pulled Ji-an’s hands to hold his d1ck. As Ji-an felt Jeong Hee-seo’s hard d1ck between his hands and shrank back, Jeong Hee-seo gently pressed his hips down.

“Ah, ah… Ungh!”

The wet hole stretched tight to swallow the throbbing d1ck. Ji-an gasped as Jeong Hee-seo’s weight and heat pressed against his wide-open legs. His insides churned, and his pulse raced wildly throughout his body.

“Hng, hic… uh, hic, hyung…”

As Ji-an whimpered for him, alpha pheromones poured out as if to reassure him. Taking advantage of the relaxation, Jeong Hee-seo’s d1ck delved deeper, stirring the inflamed inner walls. A tingling sensation exploded like fireworks inside Ji-an’s inflamed, excited inner wall.

“…This is strange. Ah, too much. Hng…”

Tears trickled down Ji-an’s cheeks due to the overwhelming pleasure. Jeong Hee-seo lowered his head to lick away all the tears, placing wet kisses all over Ji-an’s face.

“Don’t be scared. It’s different from that time.”

“That time…”

“Your body. I’m aware of your condition. I’m not that out of my mind.”

My body. The baby.

As Ji-an muttered, Jeong Hee-seo showed a smiling face.

Just as Ji-an felt Jeong Hee-seo’s hands gripping his buttocks more firmly, intense thrusting followed. The wet, slapping sounds made Ji-an’s insides resonate. A burning, throbbing pleasure rose up his spine.

“Hnngh!”

Jeong Hee-seo kept putting Ji-an’s hands back in place as they kept slipping away.

“You need to block it well.”

“Block? What?”

Jeong Hee-seo sucked on Ji-an’s earlobe and whispered.

“Block me from going all the way in.”

He meant to use Ji-an’s own hands as a buffer. Ji-an moaned, his forehead turning bright red. He began to vividly feel Jeong Hee-seo’s d1ck moving slowly, brushing past his fingers.

The sensation of it slowly entering and leaving, scraping his inner walls, was intensely vivid. Ji-an could only look up at him, unable to speak. Jeong Hee-seo’s body, flushed all over just like his own, made Ji-an’s heart flutter. Beads of sweat from Jeong Hee-seo’s forehead, where veins were prominently visible, dripped onto Ji-an.

He’s holding back.

“…It feels good, hyung. It’s good.”

Because he couldn’t say ‘I like you.’

Ji-an removed one hand to wipe away Jeong Hee-seo’s sweat, then pulled his neck down for a kiss.

“I told you not to provoke me. You never listen.”

He responded to the kiss while cradling Ji-an’s head. With each suck of their tongues, Ji-an could clearly feel the d1ck filling him twitch. Ji-an felt as if its shape was being imprinted inside him. The shape of Jeong Hee-seo’s d1ck was etched in his mind, as if there were fingerprints inside his belly.

Sharing breath, saliva, and pheromones, their kiss continued for a long time. The bottom, where they were firmly joined without moving, it felt as if their hearts were touching, with a heavy pulse throbbing strongly.