FF Chapter 41

“Haah, today is going to be tough, but I won’t give up halfway.”

Choi Muhyeok firmly grasped the hips grinding against his genitals with both hands, pressing his lips against the nape and shoulder, sucking and then gently biting with his teeth.

“So, try to hold on.”

There was a clattering sound. Ji Yeonwoo, who had been focused on the kiss, lazily opened his eyes. What was that sound? As he wondered, something sprang up and hit his buttocks.

It wasn’t hard to figure out what it was. Muhyeok’s penis, confined within his drawers, rubbed against the space between his buttocks. Although he couldn’t see it, the feeling of Muhyeok’s penis pressing against him gave a sense of its size. Muhyeok’s penis seemed eager to enter his body, rubbing faster and faster between his buttocks. As the tip of the penis began to push in, spreading the folds, a sharp pain shot through him, and his lower abdomen tensed up.

“Hah, ah, aah…”

Ji Yeonwoo’s body tensed up involuntarily. Clinging to Choi Muhyeok’s waist with his thighs, Ji Yeonwoo exhaled in short, choppy breaths. Choi Muhyeok kissed the corners of Ji Yeonwoo’s eyes and cheeks as he trembled uncontrollably.

“You need to relax, okay?”

He pressed his lips to the exposed nape of Ji Yeonwoo’s neck, licking up with his wet tongue. He bit the moist skin, leaving marks, while spreading Ji Yeonwoo’s buttocks with both hands. His penis pushed deeper inside.

“Muhyeok, Muhyeok, hng, ah, ugh…”

The sensation of something entering and exiting with a squelching sound was vivid. Finally, as the entire length of his shaft was fully inserted, it pressed against an indistinct point deep within.

“Hah, ugh, cough.”

Ji Yeonwoo could only exhale heavily, feeling an oppressive pressure, and then coughed.

“I didn’t expect this, but you took it all in.”

Choi Muhyeok, stroking Ji Yeonwoo’s spine, let out a sigh and began to thrust his hips, holding onto his pelvis.

“You’re beautiful, our Yeonwoo.”

He bit Ji Yeonwoo’s shoulder gently as he spoke, the sound of his testicles slapping against him sounding lewd. With each thrust, his body shook, and he penetrated deeper. Each time his penis spread the inner walls, it felt like the swollen flesh was clinging and being pulled out. Each time, a shiver ran down his spine, and his lower abdomen tingled. This was a pleasure he had never experienced before.

Choi Muhyeok, his face buried in Ji Yeonwoo’s collarbone and shoulder, kneaded the flesh of his hips and buttocks as he moved his hips relentlessly. As Choi Muhyeok moved his hips roughly, Ji Yeonwoo was driven to the peak of his heat. Losing his senses, Ji Yeonwoo was tossed around by Choi Muhyeok’s movements, caught between pain and pleasure.

“Hng, ah, aah, ah!”

He buried his face in Choi Muhyeok’s shoulder, moaning with each breath. His body shook violently, teeth clattering.

Choi Muhyeok found Ji Yeonwoo’s lips and kissed him deeply, their tongues entwining. Ji Yeonwoo sucked on his tongue like a baby bird, then wrapped his own around it. Their lips were soaked with each other’s saliva, shining wetly as they continued to kiss, Choi Muhyeok never stopping his thrusts. Suddenly, he thrust deep inside with a smack and pulled out, ejaculating hot semen between Ji Yeonwoo’s buttocks.

The feeling of semen dripping down his back and hips was vivid. Ji Yeonwoo felt like he might pass out, his body going limp as he collapsed onto Choi Muhyeok. Both of them were breathless, as if they had just run a 100-meter dash.

“I’ll release my pheromones, so hold on a little longer, even if it’s tough.”

Even in that moment, Choi Muhyeok was tenderly caring for Ji Yeonwoo, kissing the tears from his eyes. Ji Yeonwoo looked at him, trying to understand his words.

“Even if you can’t feel it, the pheromones of a dominant alpha will help an omega in heat.”

As he finished speaking, Ji Yeonwoo felt his body, which had been overwhelmed by abnormal pleasure, beginning to relax. Although he couldn’t directly sense Choi Muhyeok’s pheromones, he vaguely understood that Choi Muhyeok was releasing his dominant alpha pheromones.

Looking at Choi Muhyeok with trembling eyes, Ji Yeonwoo suddenly felt a rush of tears. He wondered what Choi Muhyeok was feeling right now. Even if he was an omega in heat, there was no way pheromones could be released, yet Muhyeok seemed to enjoy it. Was it really that good for him, just from that brief moment of pheromone release?

“Hah, ha, Muhyeok…”

Ji Yeonwoo called out to him with a tearful voice. Choi Muhyeok, who had been catching his breath, looked at him with determined eyes. As their eyes met, Ji Yeonwoo said the words he had been holding in his heart. He felt that if he didn’t say it now, he would regret it forever.

“I love you.”

“…!”

“I love you so much.”

His voice trembled with tears, making it hard to speak clearly. Sometimes, he felt like the love he received from Choi Muhyeok was too good to be true, like a dream. But Choi Muhyeok made him realize, moment by moment, that their time together was real, not a dream.

Sometimes gentle, sometimes strong, and sometimes ecstatically intense.

He felt like the happiest person in the world, as Choi Muhyeok shared everything with him unsparingly. It felt like every moment was a reward for all the times he had believed that such a beautiful love could not exist.

Sniffling, Ji Yeonwoo gave Choi Muhyeok’s closed lips a short kiss. As he tried to pull away, Choi Muhyeok wrapped his arms around Ji Yeonwoo’s back and waist, pulling him close. Burying his face in Ji Yeonwoo’s nape, he murmured softly.

“Hah, this is cheating.”

Choi Muhyeok held Ji Yeonwoo tightly, as if he might disappear, then laid him down on the sofa and positioned himself between his legs. Pulling Ji Yeonwoo’s hips towards him, he made Ji Yeonwoo kneel with his buttocks raised high.

“Hold on a little longer, even if it’s tough.”

“Hng, yes?”

As Ji Yeonwoo looked back over his shoulder, Choi Muhyeok covered his sweaty back with his chest, pressing their bodies together as he kissed him.

“No alpha can stop in this situation, Yeonwoo.”

With his lips parted and tongue rolling, Choi Muhyeok supported himself on his knees and aligned the tip of his still-erect penis with the entrance. The tightly closed folds struggled to open, but soon his penis pushed in all at once.

“Ung!”

Ji Yeonwoo, forehead pressed against Muhyeok’s forearm, trembled and ejaculated, unable to withstand the pleasure.

“Don’t lose your senses, okay?”

“Ah, but…”

“I have to reciprocate your first confession.”

With his lips pressed against the spine, he gently caressed Ji Yeonwoo’s buttocks. Convinced by his touch, Ji Yeonwoo no longer denied it. Taking that as consent, Choi Muhyeok began to move his hips slowly. The entrance, which had widened to accommodate his size, accepted his penis more easily than before. His hypersensitive body experienced even greater pleasure as Muhyeok’s penis stimulated his inner walls, withdrawing and thrusting back in.

Muhyeok’s hips, moving slowly at first, began to speed up with his quickening breath. Ji Yeonwoo, trying to endure, bit his lip, but as Muhyeok’s penis spread his inner walls and entered again, he couldn’t help but let out a scream-like moan.

The sound of wet, lewd friction and Ji Yeonwoo’s moans filled the living room, as the morning sunlight began to filter in.

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Ji Yeonwoo furrowed his brow, eyes closed. His whole body felt like it had been beaten. His backside was throbbing, and his waist felt like it might snap. He let out a small groan as he tried to move, feeling the water sloshing and a firm grip around his waist. Looking up, he saw Choi Muhyeok leaning against the bathtub, looking down at him.

“Did you have a bad dream?”

“Uh…”

Ji Yeonwoo, entranced by the sight of the wet Choi Muhyeok, looked around. They were both in the bathtub. He was lying chest-to-chest with Choi Muhyeok, his hands on Muhyeok’s wet chest, but the arm around his waist kept him from moving. More than anything, the feeling of Muhyeok’s groin pressed against him was vivid and embarrassing. Ji Yeonwoo’s eyes darted around, unsure of where to look.

“How long have we been like this?”

“About 40 minutes. I brought you in as soon as you passed out.”

“Pa, passed out?”

Startled, Ji Yeonwoo looked confused as he tried to recall what had happened. It would have been better if he couldn’t remember, but the events from just a few hours ago came flooding back. Choi Muhyeok rushing towards him in the elevator due to the pheromones he unknowingly released, and for some reason, his sudden heat causing him to press his body against Muhyeok’s. Each memory was so vivid that Ji Yeonwoo’s face grew redder with every passing thought.

“Why did I… pass out…”

“Looks like you remember. Don’t try to deny it.”

Flustered, Ji Yeonwoo could only move his eyes, but he looked up at the sound of Muhyeok’s languid voice.

“De, deny? I, uh…”

Ji Yeonwoo opened and closed his mouth like a fish out of water. Watching him, Choi Muhyeok smirked and pulled him closer by the waist. Ji Yeonwoo’s face stiffened as their eyes met. It was like a prey animal caught by a predator.

“Should I explain everything?”

“No!”

Ji Yeonwoo blurted out loudly, then quickly shut his mouth. An explanation? Just thinking about it made his face burn. He couldn’t bear to hear Choi Muhyeok narrate those events.

“You don’t have to explain.”

His smooth, pale face was already flushed as red as it could be.

“You remember everything, right? What you said to me.”

Choi Muhyeok stared into his eyes, urging him to answer. Ji Yeonwoo, who had been opening and closing his mouth, clammed up like a clam.

As expected, Choi Muhyeok was a mind reader. Just as Ji Yeonwoo thought about pretending not to remember, Muhyeok saw right through him. Every time, Muhyeok was one step ahead, which was annoying, but Ji Yeonwoo didn’t hate it. Glaring at him, Ji Yeonwoo gave up resisting and rested his face on Muhyeok’s chest.

“I remember. I remember confessing to you.”

A soft laugh came from above. Choi Muhyeok poured warm water over Ji Yeonwoo’s back, rubbing his spine.

“Good. If you kept denying it, I was going to make you remember one way or another.”

Ji Yeonwoo looked up in surprise.

“Wow, you were going to do it again?”

“Do what?”

At Choi Muhyeok’s nonchalant response, Ji Yeonwoo realized his slip.

“…What?”

“What method do you think I’d use?”

Speechless, Ji Yeonwoo shut his mouth. He forcefully erased the thought that had naturally popped into his head. His expression was a mess.

Choi Muhyeok watched Ji Yeonwoo, running a wet hand through his wet hair. A faint smile played on his lips.

Realizing Muhyeok was teasing him, Ji Yeonwoo glared.

“Do you enjoy teasing me?”

“It’s not entirely unenjoyable.”

Patting Ji Yeonwoo’s wet back, Choi Muhyeok smiled. Suddenly, it seemed like Muhyeok’s face looked even better than before the heat. His skin seemed better, his expression brighter. Ji Yeonwoo was the one who had gone through the heat, but why did Choi Muhyeok seem to be in better condition?

“Did you like my confession that much?”

Ji Yeonwoo asked, staring at Choi Muhyeok.

“Isn’t that obvious? Anyone would be happy to hear their lover confess to them.”

“How much did you like it?”

“Do we really have to measure it in numbers?”

“Still, I’d like to know.”

“Well, if I had to rank them, I’d say it was the second-best.”

“The second-best?”

That was unexpected. During the time they spent together during the heat cycle, Ji Yeonwoo remembered Choi Muhyeok getting so worked up after the confession that it almost felt unfair. Judging by his expressions and reactions, it wouldn’t be surprising if he said it was the best. The reason for ranking it second piqued his curiosity.

“Then, when was the best?”

But, unfortunately, that question marked the end of their naturally flowing conversation. For some reason, Choi Muhyeok just stared at Ji Yeonwoo silently. His expression wasn’t stiff, but he didn’t seem intent on answering.

“Let’s get out now. Staying in the water too long isn’t good.”

Choi Muhyeok kissed the corner of Ji Yeonwoo’s eyes, which blinked in confusion, and helped him up carefully so he wouldn’t stumble. Ji Yeonwoo fixed his gaze on him as he supported him.

“Hurry up, okay?”

“Well… I’m not sure. My memory’s a bit fuzzy.”

“Oh, come on! Are you really going to do this?”

Even as Ji Yeonwoo gave him a pleading look for an answer, it was no use. Choi Muhyeok only glanced at him with a faint smile on his lips. By the time they were finished washing up and heading out, he still hadn’t answered the question.

Freshly cleaned and changed into a loose shirt and shorts, Ji Yeonwoo stepped into the room, drying his damp hair with a towel. He paused mid-step. Choi Muhyeok was already inside, sitting on the bed with a hairdryer in hand, patting the spot in front of him, beckoning him over.

With a soft smile, Ji Yeonwoo moved toward him, taking a seat on the bed and tucking his legs up. Choi Muhyeok began drying his wet hair, his fingers combing gently through the strands.

Every time his fingers passed through his hair, Ji Yeonwoo felt a warm drowsiness wash over him. Though he had slept well earlier, the soothing touch on his scalp made him feel sleepy all over again.

Before he knew it, Ji Yeonwoo, who had been nodding off, suddenly lifted his head. Choi Muhyeok’s hand, which had been brushing through his hair, had slid down to caress his smooth cheek.

“Feeling really sleepy?”

“Sorry, I keep dozing off.”

“After sending heat and taking a warm bath, it’s no wonder you’re drowsy. Still, eat your porridge, take your medicine, and then you can rest, okay?”

“Okay.”

Nodding, Ji Yeonwoo let out a small yawn he couldn’t hold back.

“How’s your body? Are you in pain anywhere?”

“I can manage. My back aches a little, my lower half feels hot, my body’s a bit sluggish, and…”

As Ji Yeonwoo rattled off his complaints, Choi Muhyeok’s hand, which had been drying his hair, suddenly paused.

“Then that’s not managing.”

Come to think of it, Choi Muhyeok had a point. The list of symptoms wasn’t short, so why had he convinced himself he was fine? Perhaps it was a habit formed from living independently for so long, brushing off small issues as manageable.

“They’re just intermittent symptoms from the heat cycle, that’s all.”

Ji Yeonwoo turned his head to look at Choi Muhyeok before shifting to sit directly facing him.

“Muhyeok, did you know? You get a wrinkle here between your eyebrows when you’re worried or upset.”

As he said this, he gently pressed a finger to smooth out the crease between Choi Muhyeok’s brows.

“If you keep frowning, you’ll get wrinkles. You’re six years older than me, so you should take care of them.”

“And you’re choosing now to attack my age?”

“Aw, come on, it’s just to make you smile.”

Ji Yeonwoo squinted at him with a playful grin, and Choi Muhyeok let out a soft scoff at his antics.

After finishing drying Ji Yeonwoo’s hair, Choi Muhyeok headed to the kitchen to warm up some porridge he had prepared earlier. It was plain white rice porridge, unadorned with abalone or shrimp since he had told the housekeeper not to come in that day.

Once he seasoned it with soy sauce, Ji Yeonwoo polished off the bowl until not a grain was left. Watching him eat so well brought a look of satisfaction to Choi Muhyeok’s face.

After making sure Ji Yeonwoo took his medicine, Choi Muhyeok lay down on the bed with him in his arms. Though it was broad daylight, they both had stayed up all night for various reasons and needed to catch up on rest.

Nestled against Choi Muhyeok’s chest, using his arm as a pillow, Ji Yeonwoo blinked drowsily, his face buried against him. After yawning so wide that tears welled up in his eyes, Ji Yeonwoo heard Choi Muhyeok’s sudden question.