PIA 78

His hands were completely soaked. With each thrust, pubic hair rubbed against the back of his hands and fluids splashed. Ji-an, effectively restraining himself, was busy receiving the pleasure Jeong Hee-seo was giving him. Jeong Hee-seo’s d1ck filled Ji-an to the brim and still stirred and scraped inside.

“Hngh…”

As if aware of the restriction, Ji-an’s greedy hole squeezed and sucked on the shaft. The bathroom was filled with humid air due to the overwhelming pheromones, making it hard to breathe.

“H-hyung… Inside, it’s stuffy. Just…”

In response to Ji-an’s whining, Jeong Hee-seo bit and sucked hard on his chest. The reddened n1pples were glistening wet, and the slightly hard flesh was covered in bite marks and bruises.

Unable to thrust roughly, Jeong Hee-seo was even more aroused.  Jeong Hee-seo firmly held Ji-an’s buttocks, slowly pulling out his d1ck and then steadily pushing back in, scraping the insides.

The pleasure built up slowly and gradually. Jian could not control his moans and let out an unintelligible sound.

“Haa, hnngg… Hngh!”

Jeong Hee-seo looked down at Ji-an as if observing him. When he rubbed a certain spot inside, Ji-an’s eyes would tremble wildly as he tried to escape. Not knowing what to do, Ji-an would grasp and release his own member, fumble around his h0le, and in moments of unbearable pleasure, he would grab onto Jeong Hee-seo with his soaked hands and scratch him.

All of it was stimulating.

“Jian, Seo Ji-an…”

He looked down at his young Omega, gritting his molars in pleasure.

Ji-an’s flushed face, panting heavily, was beautiful. His watery eyes were looking at him with many unspoken words. It felt as if their hearts had touched while their bodies moved slickly together.

“Hy-hngh! Nngh!”

Jeong Hee-seo wrapped one hand around Ji-an’s d1ck. With a thrust of his hips and a rub of his thumb on the glans, a high-pitched moan escaped Ji-an’s lips. Simultaneously, white, cloudy semen burst forth. Ji-an’s already strong scent became overwhelmingly intense.

Jeong Hee-seo licked clean every drop that had gotten on his hand. His hips were still moving. As he persistently poked and rubbed Ji-an’s most sensitive spot, Ji-an’s cornered body trembled violently.

“Stop, stop it. Why are you eat— Haanh.”

“It’s sweet, Ji-an. Come more.”

Crazy, crazy. He must be crazy. Must be crazy. His thoroughly heated body swayed to Jeong Hee-seo’s prodding. Ji-an couldn’t believe his own d1ck was hard again right after ejacvlating.

Jeong Hee-seo’s cock was still thrusting into the joined area without losing strength.Though he should be used to it by now, each movement brought new sensations and pleasure. Ji-an found it increasingly difficult to maintain his sanity.

No, Jian thought he must have been out of his mind for a while now…

“G-good.”

“Good?”

“H-hyung. I like hyung…”

Jeong Hee-seo’s d1ck seemed to twitch and grow even bigger. For a moment, Ji-an thought it might be knotting and his eyes widened, but Jeong Hee-seo just smiled mischievously and pressed their lips together. Ji-an responded by spreading his arms as Jeong Hee-seo hugged him tightly, almost suffocatingly.

Jian didn’t realize he was scratching Jeong Hee-seo’s back with his nails. Everything felt out of control, like fireworks exploding inside his body. Jeong Hee-seo’s d1ck began to pulse and ejacvlate inside Ji-an.

The unbearable pleasure made Ji-an’s toes stiffen and his body tense. His own weakened d1ck was also having its second ejaculation as it rubbed against Jeong Hee-seo’s stomach, but the pleasure in his belly was so much greater that he barely noticed.

I think I’m broken…

All kinds of bodily fluids and pheromones mixed intensely, disrupting his senses. Ji-an squeezed his eyes shut, even feeling as if he was falling.

Jeong Hee-seo hugged Ji-an and kissed him repeatedly. He held the small body that was trembling from the lingering sensation in his arms and whispered.

“Let’s go to the bed now. We should do what you want.”

What I want…?

“What’s that?”

“You said you wanted to do it normally, right?”

Ji-an’s expression twisted slightly. Are you crazy, hyung? What more can we do here? He murmured as if whispering.

Jeong Hee-seo sank his teeth into Ji-an’s nape, then licked it gently.

“Seo Ji-an, you keep drifting in and out of consciousness.”

“…It seems like you’ve completely lost it, Hyung.”

Jeong Hee-seo chuckled and lifted Ji-an into his arms and stood up abruptly. His d1ck slipped out, and semen dripped down. Ji-an clung to his neck in shock. Instinctively, he felt the night would be long.

* * *

They say if you wake up feeling too refreshed in the morning, something has gone terribly wrong.

Ji-an opened his eyes and was surprised three times. First, it was so bright. He was startled to see the clock on the wall—it was nearly 10 AM. Before the illusion of being late for work could break, he felt Jeong Hee-seo nuzzling his nape, surprising him a second time.

The third time…

Haaa…

Ji-an took a deep breath, slowly closing and opening his eyes. What surprised him wasn’t Jeong Hee-seo’s warm breath tickling his neck or his heavy arm firmly wrapped around his waist.

‘Why are we both naked?’

It wasn’t that he couldn’t remember the s3x they had last night or anything absurd like that. Rather, Ji-an’s memories were very clear. Although there were gaps due to exhaustion, he remembered how their first time was, what positions they did, how many times he cvm…

‘Ahem, um, hmm…’

Ji-an stifled a cough that didn’t come out. 

He distinctly remembered cleaning up and putting on a bathrobe before falling asleep.

‘Judging by how dry I feel, we didn’t do it again while I was asleep.’

He could tell he wasn’t wearing any underwear without even lifting the sheet, given how bare his body felt. It seemed the same was true for Jeong Hee-seo holding him. As Ji-an was just rolling his eyes, he nearly screamed when he felt something warm and soft against his buttocks.

This thick, voluminous thing was definitely…

“Gasp.”

“Ji-an, you’re awake? You woke up earlier than I expected.”

Jeong Hee-seo pulled Jian in with the arm that was lightly wrapped around his waist and squeezed his chest.

“…!”

Ji-an bit his tongue to stifle an odd sound. His chest was sore from Jeong Hee-seo’s relentless sucking last night that it had swelled. Rather than strange, it was definitely closer to pain. Thinking this, he slowly raised his arm to remove Jeong Hee-seo’s hand. He felt somewhat triumphant after successfully interlocking their arms.

“I need to put on some clothes, Hyung-nim.”

“…”

“Hyung-nim?”

Instead of answering, Jeong Hee-seo placed her mouth on his shoulder. Jian, who didn’t feel anything at first but stayed still, trembled in shock when he set his teeth and even used his tongue. The shivering sensation made me so nervous that I felt like my shoulders were going to sink.

“Cl-clothes, ugh… Stop! It tickles.”

“I’ll give them to you if you call me ‘hyung’.”

“That’s not fair.”

Why does my clothing have conditions like I’m some kind of fairy?

“It’s not like it’s some celestial robe. Don’t be so petty.”

Hahaha, Jeong Hee-seo chuckled against Ji-an’s shoulder.

“It is a celestial robe. It’s a momentous piece of clothing. I sent it out for cleaning, it’ll be back soon.”

“Then at least give me a bathrobe. Why are we being so primitive… right now?”

Ji-an deliberately moved his lower body away from Jeong Hee-seo. He could feel Jeong Hee-seo’s d1ck growing. He couldn’t understand why Jeong Hee-seo’s d1ck was reacting in this situation. Jian intentionally sniffed, but his pheromones that had gone wild last night had long since calmed down.

“You bad person…”

He curled up and inadvertently let out a groan. Though he hadn’t done intense exercise, all his muscles were sore. Ironically, the person who had been moving vigorously all night seemed fine.

“Let’s get something simple from room service first. Once you regain some energy, we’ll go out for a proper meal.”

Jeong Hee-seo got up without hesitation and opened the fridge to fetch water. Each step he took created a mesmerizing play of shadows across his back muscles and the dimples on his buttocks. Ji-an, who had been staring at his flawless backside without an inch of embarrassment even in the bright light, buried his face in the sheet as soon as Jeong Hee-seo turned around.

“…”

In just one night, his soul had become utterly depraved and lustful. It was all Jeong Hee-seo’s fault. He was a man who knew exactly how to use his sculpted body to drive the person beneath him crazy.

Ji-an had been trying desperately to keep his composure, but now that he had tasted the pleasure that body could bring, his future seemed bleak. He realized once again that Jeong Hee-seo was too sweet and tempting to keep at a distance.

A cold bottle of water touched Jian’s heated ears.

“Drink some water, Ji-an.”

Sitting down near Ji-an’s lower body, Hee-seo nonchalantly pulled the sheet away and started massaging Ji-an’s calves. Jian could barely stop himself from groaning.

“…”

Ji-an propped himself up on his arm and drank the water, avoiding eye contact with Jeong Hee-seo whenever their gazes met.

“Once we get dressed, we’ll go out to eat more. After that, we’ll go back to Seoul. And then you’ll live with me. Don’t ask why the conversation is heading this way.”

“…”

Ji-an had lost count of how many times he’d been left speechless. He blinked and finished the water bottle. He still couldn’t bring himself to make eye contact.

Moving his massage from the calves to the thighs, Jeong Hee-seo sat close. He sat behind Ji-an, touching his arms and waist. His gaze fell on the back of Ji-an’s hand. The band-aid that had been on the wound was gone, perhaps having fallen off after getting wet.

“Ji-an, you can’t go back to your home. Not anymore.”

“…What do you mean?”

“…How could that be possible.”

Instead of answering, Jeong Hee-seo embraced Ji-an. His warm palm brushed Ji-an’s waist and wrapped around his lower abdomen. When Ji-an flinched, feeling his slightly raised lower half touch Hee-seo’s hand, a low chuckle tickled his ear.

Ji-an curled up and lay down, pulling the sheet up to cover his face.

‘It’s hard enough to look at his face, how could I possibly live with him?’