SS 1(1) Part 1

Side Story #1. Dancing with the Wolf (1) 

A full moon hung in the black night sky. Won Seongwoo, his body consumed by the sudden onset of his rut, curled in on himself, his breath coming in ragged gasps. 

“Ugh…”

If it were something he could simply endure, he wouldn’t have been hiding away in the mountains every time his rut came around.

He had planned to do the same this time, but he remained at the mansion, solely because of Bomin.

‘When’s your rut? Huh? Tell me when!’

It wasn’t like his rut was some casual topic, but Bomin would cling to his arm, constantly pestering him about it. 

‘I dream about having wolf d*ck! Seriously!’ 

It was typical Bomin, shamelessly voicing his desires. Won Seongwoo couldn’t help but feel his heart skip a beat at his boldness, making him question his own sanity.

The air in the room was thick with heat. His hand, clutching the sheets, trembled, his knuckles white. Grey fur sprouted, covering the back of his hand.

“Haa… haa…”

His canines elongated, the dim light glinting off their sharp edges. 

“Lee… Bomin…”

His gray eyes, clouded with pain, flickered towards the door. Veins throbbed on his neck. 

“I’m coming in.”

A soft knock, and then a slender figure entered the room, seemingly unafraid of the stifling heat. 

“Wow.”

Bomin, his voice filled with an inappropriate awe, approached the figure huddled on the bed. 

“You even ripped your clothes.” 

The air was thick with pheromones, strong enough to make a weaker person faint. But Bomin’s eyes held no fear.

Instead, they sparkled with anticipation. 

“I’m here, Won Seongwoo.” 

He sat down on the edge of the bed. Won Seongwoo, his body curled in on itself, continued to pant, his breath ragged. 

Bomin’s slender fingers touched the back of his hand, tracing the throbbing veins. 

“…Ah.” 

Won Seongwoo’s vision swam. He looked at Bomin, who was smiling at him.

“You’re really…” 

His words were cut off as their lips met. Bomin’s back arched as Won Seongwoo’s teeth grazed his lower lip. 

Won Seongwoo wasn’t exactly known for his gentle lovemaking, but Bomin hadn’t expected him to bite him. 

“Hng… Ah, it hurts.” 

Bomin, despite his high pain tolerance, couldn’t help but cry out. His eyes welled up. 

The sound of his voice, soft and vulnerable, brought Won Seongwoo back to his senses. He pulled away, burying his face in the crook of Bomin’s neck.

He inhaled deeply, his chest expanding, filling his lungs with Bomin’s sweet scent. 

“…I can’t… promise I won’t hurt you.” 

His voice was a low growl. He slowly pulled away, his breath still ragged.

“I can still control myself… for now… Leave.” 

A bead of sweat rolled down his temple, disappearing into his chest hair. His chest, even in the dim lighting, was broad and imposing.

“You look delicious.”

Bomin, ignoring Won Seongwoo’s obvious struggle, smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. Won Seongwoo’s body, even in his human form, was all muscle.

Bomin’s gaze lingered on the veins that ran down his abdomen, disappearing beneath the waistband of his pants. Won Seongwoo’s massive c*ck, still clothed, strained against the fabric. 

“Aren’t you uncomfortable? I’m fine with it, so just take them off.” 

Bomin’s foot nudged Won Seongwoo’s crotch. He unbuttoned his shirt, his fingers moving quickly. 

“…I won’t stop even if you cry.” 

“As if you ever do.” 

Won Seongwoo’s tongue silenced him. His hand slipped inside Bomin’s partially unbuttoned shirt. 

“Mhm…” 

Bomin’s n*pples, already hard, were pinched, his eyes fluttering closed as Won Seongwoo’s rough fingers rubbed and squeezed them. 

The feeling spread to his lower abdomen, then throughout his body. 

His pants and underwear were quickly discarded, landing on the floor with a soft thud. 

“Hng…!”

His c*ck was already half-hard. Won Seongwoo, his thumb pressing against the sensitive head, spread his legs.

His pale ass, round and inviting, was lifted into the air. Won Seongwoo’s gaze, instead of lingering on the smooth curve of his b*ttocks, went straight to his puckered hole. 

His hand, covered in fur, reached out, his fingers gently parting the folds. His entrance, pink and delicate, stretched under his touch. 

“…You smell delicious.” 

Won Seongwoo’s voice was rough, his words a low growl. He buried his face between Bomin’s cheeks.

“Ah…!”

Bomin gasped as Won Seongwoo’s rough tongue licked at his sensitive flesh. He tried to close his legs, but Won Seongwoo, lost in his own world, continued to lick and suck.

Prec*m dripped down Bomin’s shaft, landing on Won Seongwoo’s nose. Bomin, his eyes unfocused, reached out, his hand stroking Won Seongwoo’s hair. 

And then, as if a switch had been flipped, Bomin found himself pinned beneath Won Seongwoo. 

“Hng…” 

Their kiss broke, a strand of saliva connecting their lips before snapping. Won Seongwoo, his gaze never leaving Bomin’s face, moved lower, his hands pulling down Bomin’s pants and underwear just enough to free his c*ck.

His c*ck, thick and veiny, throbbed. He aligned himself with Bomin’s entrance. 

“Ah, ah…!”

Won Seongwoo’s c*ck was already massive, but now, in his beast form, fueled by his rut, it was even larger.

Even for Bomin, being stretched open by that fist-sized head was a shock.

He had been prepared when he had taken two c*cks at once, but this… this was different.

He instinctively tried to push Won Seongwoo away, but Won Seongwoo, his mind clouded, mistook it for resistance. 

“It hurts…”

He slapped Bomin’s ass, the sound echoing through the room. Tears welled up in Bomin’s eyes. 

A red mark bloomed on his pale skin. Won Seongwoo blinked, his gaze refocusing. He pushed the head of his c*ck against Bomin’s entrance, forcing it open.

“Haaa…” 

Bomin’s eyes widened as he felt himself being stretched. Prec*m dripped from his lips. 

Won Seongwoo’s arm wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer. 

“Hng, uh…”

He bit down on Bomin’s shoulder, his teeth sinking into his flesh. Bomin cried out, and Won Seongwoo’s tongue soothed the wound, lapping at the blood. 

His c*ck, relentless, pushed further inside. 

It was massive, disappearing between Bomin’s pale cheeks. 

“Haa…”

He bottomed out, his knot hitting Bomin’s prostate. Bomin’s toes curled as he felt the pressure, the pain mixing with pleasure. 

His inner muscles, struggling to accommodate Won Seongwoo, clenched around him. 

Prec*m dripped from his c*ck, staining the sheets. Tears streamed down his face. 

Won Seongwoo groaned, his chest heaving. The base of his c*ck, thicker than his head, stretched Bomin even further. 

His body, which had been mostly human aside from the fur and elongated canines, began to change. 

Triangular wolf ears emerged from his hair. A furry tail, thick and long, appeared from beneath his pants. 

“Are you… all the way in?”

Won Seongwoo, as if in response, kissed him. 

Bomin’s eyes, hazy with lust and pain, followed his movement. 

“Your eyes… they’re beautiful.”

Won Seongwoo’s eyes were a deep gray, flecked with gold, like a stormy night sky illuminated by lightning.

Bomin, despite the pain, smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

“Hng, ah…!”

Won Seongwoo, who had been slowly rocking his hips, suddenly picked up his pace. Bomin’s hole, though stretched to accommodate him, still felt incredibly tight.

He pulled back almost completely, then slammed back in, burying himself deep inside. 

“Haa… Relax.”

He growled, frustrated by the tightness.

“It’s… not that… easy…” 

He was grateful he had used lube. It wasn’t as bad as taking two c*cks at once, but it still felt… intense.

“Hng…!”

He gasped as Won Seongwoo bottomed out again, his c*ck hitting his prostate. 

His hands, clutching the sheets, were shaking. Won Seongwoo’s hand covered his, holding them in place. He then resumed his assault. 

“Ahhh, mhm…!”

Bomin’s head thrashed against the pillow, his moans muffled. He couldn’t deny the pleasure that was building within him, the waves of heat that washed over him with each thrust. 

His slender body, trapped beneath Won Seongwoo’s muscular frame, thrashed like a fish on a hook.

Bomin, overwhelmed, pressed his forehead against Won Seongwoo’s hand. 

“Hng… It hurts…”

“I told you I wouldn’t stop, even if you cried.”

Won Seongwoo, though he was relentlessly pounding into Bomin, was trying his best to be gentle.

He kissed Bomin’s flushed face, his lips trailing down his neck. 

“Hng…” 

Bomin, like a cat seeking attention, rubbed his cheek against Won Seongwoo’s hand. Won Seongwoo’s scent, a mix of musk and something… earthy, filled his senses.

It was the scent of a forest, of a secluded temple hidden among the trees. It was a strange scent for someone like Won Seongwoo, but it was comforting.

“Hng… ah… that feels good…”

Won Seongwoo, his hand still holding Bomin’s wrists in place, reached for his other n*pple, pinching it between his thumb and forefinger.

Bomin’s ass clenched as he felt those rough fingertips on his sensitive skin. 

Won Seongwoo pulled back, then slammed back in, his thrusts forceful.

“Ah… too deep… hng… I think…” 

“You like it rough, don’t you?” 

“I do… hng… but…”

He loved it too much.

He had become so used to s*x that it was getting harder and harder for him to feel anything. But the Leads, always attuned to his needs, would find new ways to push him to his limits. 

He had been looking forward to Won Seongwoo’s rut because he wanted something… different.

Won Seongwoo, with his wolf abilities, only went into rut once a year. And he had never spent his rut with anyone before.

He had scoffed at his self-control, but… he couldn’t deny that he was pleased to be the first.

He was becoming more possessive of them, just as they were becoming more possessive of him. 

He wanted them to only look at him, even though he himself had no intention of settling down. 

It was selfish, he knew. But the male leads, strangely enough, were happy about it. 

They were happy that Bomin, who had been so… free, was finally showing them a part of himself he hadn’t shown anyone else.

He remembered reading about wolf mating and ruts online. 

There wasn’t much information available. But he had found images of dildos modeled after wolf d*cks. 

They looked similar to human d*cks, but the tip was pointed, and the base was… knotted. 

“The inside…!”

He had imagined what it would feel like to be fucked by a c*ck like that, but… 

Reality was far more intense than his imagination. 

The knotted base stretched him open, the feeling indescribable.

“Ahhh…!” 

He came, his c*m spurting from his c*ck. 

“You came already?”

Won Seongwoo, his hand gripping Bomin’s, his knuckles white, licked his tear-stained cheek. 

The waves of pleasure continued, his body still sensitive from his orgasm. 

“Ah, hng… haa…!”

It was almost too much. He felt like he was going to die. 

His body was reacting differently this time. His inner walls, hotter than usual, were spasming around Won Seongwoo’s c*ck. 

“This is… strange…”

“I… seem to… release pheromones… during my rut.”

His voice was rough, as if his vocal cords were sandpaper. He was the only S-rank Esper in the world who could fully shift into a wolf.

And he had never been with anyone during his rut, so this was… uncharted territory.