PM Chapter 29

Chapter 29

Just having his sex pushed inside made his head boil noisily, his toes spreading wide. His body felt limp, like melted cotton candy, as if it no longer belonged to him.

More, deeper inside. Heeseong thought so unconsciously. His mind was a mess, Daesik’s face piercing him flickering in and out of focus, yet without realizing it, he was desperate to cling to him.

As his body rubbed and pressed desperately, a tingling shot through his lower abdomen and his entire body trembled repeatedly. The sensation was sharp and itchy, a prickling warmth spreading in fine ripples from his lower belly.

“Mm, ngh…! Ah!”

Slap. The sound of wet flesh smacking roughly against Daesik’s groin echoed. Veins bulging, his shaft battered the red hole over and over, slamming into it brutally.

“Fuck.”

I’m losing it. What kind of thing crawled out of nowhere, damn it, seriously driving me insane.

Daesik spat out curses harshly, focused solely on thrusting his hips.

Each time he split the tight inner walls, they trembled finely, clinging to his shaft. Seeing how narrow it was, it was obviously his first time, yet the way the walls quivered and clung made it hard to believe. And the way he did not know what to do, eyes watery, whole body flushed red, it almost felt like he was just born this way.

“Ha….”

Fuck. I don’t know.

Twisting his brows, Daesik gave up thinking. He thrust roughly, then grabbed Heeseong’s writhing legs with a sharp motion. He spread his thighs wide, exposing his ass completely.

“Ah, ngh…! Ahh…!”

Forced to spread his legs and expose everything below, Heeseong let out a scream like a cry. Normally he would have thrashed in embarrassment, but now he was only desperate to take Daesik’s cock.

Daesik stared hard at the red hole greedily swallowing his shaft. With it fully exposed, the obscene clenching was clearly visible. He pulled out roughly, then shoved back in, making the hole twitch again and again.

“Ngh, ngh…! Haa…!”

“Ghk…!”

Daesik’s chest heaved violently as he bit down on his teeth, brows drawn tight. What kind of body is this, damn it.

With his shaft rampaging, grinding and rubbing against the delicate inner walls, Heeseong’s mind went blank. His insides trembled violently, his breath hitching high in his throat. At some point, tears and saliva were streaming freely.

“Nghh, mm…! Ahh, mm!”

The rut he had suppressed with cheap suppressants surged like a massive tidal wave, and Heeseong floundered helplessly. Instinct had completely crushed reason.

If only he would hold me tighter.

With nothing left but an omega’s instinct to take a dominant alpha’s seed, Heeseong bucked his hips desperately.

“Mmh! Ngh, ah… hh!”

With not a shred of reason left, Heeseong struggled to take Daesik deeper. But having never experienced a proper rut or sex, his movements were clumsy to anyone watching.

Noticing that, Daesik ground his teeth and chuckled darkly. Fuck. His beastlike impulse surged wildly.

“Haa, wrap your legs around my waist.”

When Heeseong obediently did as told, writhing eagerly, Daesik let out a savage laugh. He pulled out roughly, then slammed back in all the way.

A shaft as thick as a forearm split the narrow inner walls and plunged deep in one stroke, snapping Heeseong’s head back.

“Mmh, ngh! Hh, ahh…!”

Splash.

White semen sprayed from Heeseong’s cock again. He had been leaking and spilling nonstop, like some kind of rabbit.

“Haa, how many times are you going to come. Hm?”

Thrusting roughly, Daesik caught his breath and scooped Heeseong up. Unable to endure even that brief pause, Heeseong whimpered and clung to him.

“Mmh, ngh, ahh…!”

Soaked through, he looked at him with eyes full of need.

“Ngh, stop begging already.”

Biting into Heeseong’s white nape like a beast, Daesik slammed his hips forward again and again. Heeseong’s whole body trembled in fine spasms. Behind them, slick poured out like water.

This body, damn it.

“Ghk, fuck.”

“Ngh, ah, mm…! Hh, uh…!”

His eyes were completely unfocused now, as if he could not even recognize him. That would not do. Daesik abruptly stopped his violent thrusts and tapped Heeseong’s cheek.

“Yoon Heeseong.”

“Ngh, uh…?”

With slack eyes, Heeseong bucked his hips, looking up with red, watery eyes and parted lips. He looked like a complete temptress. Just looking at him made it feel like he could come on the spot. Suppressing his arousal, Daesik’s broad chest swelled and fell heavily.

So shameless.

“Who am I. Hm? Do you know who I am?”

“Ngh, ah… please, hh… bo, ss….”

Heeseong whimpered through clenched teeth, rubbing his forehead against Daesik’s shoulder as he writhed desperately.

Daesik stayed still despite his movements and whispered into his ear.

“What do you want me to do. Hm?”

Biting down on his soft earlobe made a moan burst from Heeseong’s mouth.

“Ngh, mm…!”

“Put it in?”

At the low question, Heeseong nodded furiously.

“Ngh, mm! Y-you, put it… ah!”

Fuck. This really is it. Breathing in harshly, eyes gleaming, Daesik slammed his hips up hard.

He drove in wildly, thrusting like he was wielding his cock as a weapon. Grinding and crushing the delicate inner walls, Heeseong twisted his waist.

“Hik, ngh! Ah, mm…!”

Caught by the sudden stimulation, Heeseong trembled violently, gasping. Fear surged at the shaft grinding inside him. Tears burst free, and at the same time, semen streamed steadily from his cock.

“Hh…! Ahh, mm! Ngh, ahh…!”

Each time Daesik’s thick shaft struck deep, slick splashed from the hole. The wet slap of flesh colliding mixed with moans, filling the room.

Outside the window, night had fully fallen.

* * *

Daesik tilted his head as he looked down at Heeseong, sleeping softly.

Honestly, even he had not imagined that Yoon Heeseong would suit his taste this much. Originally, Heeseong was not his type at all.

Until now, he had preferred dominant omegas who were sexy or aloof, sharp and competent. Heeseong matched none of that. He despised dull or weak types, and absurdly enough, Heeseong was exactly that, with no sense at all. Of course, that was assuming none of it was an act.

In any case, the only things about Yoon Heeseong that fit his taste were his plump lips, his gentle, large eyes that always looked moist, his willowy body, and his unbearably sweet pheromones.

“…Ha.”

Thinking about it only made him laugh in disbelief. To think his taste would change like this. People say your palate changes, your personality changes, your beliefs change as you live, but he never thought his taste would change too. Especially his.

Fuck.

To the point that his taste had changed. It was absurd. It was even strange how interesting this made him. He could not help but wonder what kind of bastards had let someone like this go.

Daesik gazed down at Heeseong sleeping peacefully. His swollen eyelids were puffy, and the lips that had been sucked and bitten were flushed like a ripe plum. Even sleeping so innocently, heat pooled low in his body.

What the hell is this, seriously.

Furrowing his brows, he barely calmed himself, closing and opening his eyes once. Then he stared at Heeseong as if glaring.

After watching him like that for a while, he suddenly reached out and wiped away the tear clinging beneath Heeseong’s eyelid with his fingertip. His thick lashes fluttered briefly, then stilled.

“……”

For now, I’ll watch him.

Watch him, and if needed, deal with him. No matter how regretful it would be, there should be nothing suspicious.

Even with the situation having changed drastically, Daesik reached the same conclusion as before. He lay back down on the bed and openly continued to look at Heeseong.

His deepened gaze traced over Heeseong’s face and body, slowly moving downward. Slender arms, a smooth white body so lean it almost looked fragile, long legs. Fingers and toes tinted pale pink like the tip of a peach. There was nowhere his eyes did not linger.