DHG Ch 54

Jang Seungyung lifted the hand holding the underwear. At the same time, he gladly wrapped his other arm around Heewoo’s waist, pulling him into an embrace.

“How can there not be a single drop of fluid? Are you sure you’re an Omega who received my pheromones?”

Jang Seungyung, licking his lips pointedly, asked with twinkling eyes.

“Why are your underwear so dry? And are you really in heat?”

“Give them back!”

“Don’t be upset. They smell fucking amazing.”

Jang Seungyung, chuckling, playfully dangled the underwear. At a suitably lowered height, like bait. Heewoo, with a troubled expression, reached out, then stopped abruptly, realizing his mistake.

If he raised his arms, his shirt would lift, revealing his naked bottom. As if waiting for that moment, Jang Seungyung’s gaze, with his chin tilted downwards, was fixed on Heewoo’s covered groin.

“Hah. I was hoping to get a glimpse of your dry crotch, but you’re not falling for it, are you?”

Letting out an exaggerated sigh, he kissed Heewoo’s forehead.

“As always, Kwon Heewoo is meticulous and flawless.”

“…….”

“But there should be some gaps down there, shouldn’t there?”

Saying so playfully, Jang Seungyung kissed the bridge of his nose and then his lips. Heewoo’s thin eyelids fluttered. His head spun at the relentless teasing.

“Here.”

Finally kissing his closed eyelids, Jang Seungyung returned Heewoo’s underwear. As Heewoo accepted them with trembling hands, a large hand suddenly snatched the remote control from him.

There was no time to react. With a simple manipulation of the buttons, the man instantly brightened the lights.

To maximum brightness. It was so bright, like broad daylight, that it felt momentarily blinding.

“This is… This is too much.”

Heewoo protested belatedly.

Jang Seungyung, fiddling with the remote in his hand, looked down at Kwon Heewoo, who had shrunk back. His face flushed with embarrassment. Two hands clutching his underwear. Sleek, shapely legs with knees pressed together.

He looked like a newborn pup who, unafraid of tigers, had bravely rushed in, only to be frightened by a mere light. Ah, he did seem to have a cautious and ordinary nature.

But I have no intention of having ordinary sex with you.

He felt that his efforts to hide his claws and treat Kwon Heewoo gently hadn’t been in vain. That’s why, despite being in heat, the boy had daringly revealed himself down to the underwear touching his crotch.

Of course, he hadn’t acted like a gentleman with this situation in mind.

“Turn off the lights, please.”

Unlike his initial boldness, Heewoo, who had retreated, said.

Pretending not to hear, Jang Seungyung quickly closed the distance. He scooped up Kwon Heewoo, even more beautiful under the dazzlingly bright light, in one arm as if kidnapping him.

As he placed the embraced body on the bed, Heewoo was busy pulling down his shirt to cover himself. Jang Seungyung, with an openly curious gaze, pounced on top of him. He lifted the shirt, thinking he could finally get a good look—.

“Ha…. How am I supposed to fuck you like this?”

His attempt was thwarted. Heewoo, letting out a sound akin to a yelp, had wrapped his arms tightly around Jang Seungyung’s head.

“Even so, I still have two hands here, don’t I?”

Jang Seungyung, resting his cheek on Heewoo’s chest, moved his hand mockingly. He playfully pulled up the shirt, touching his soft stomach, buttocks, and the maddeningly smooth area between his legs, but Heewoo only flinched with each touch, not moving an inch.

Indeed, Heewoo’s intentions had been clear since he asked him to turn off the lights.

“Do you hate me seeing you that much?”

Jang Seungyung asked. Heewoo, hesitating, unable to answer yes or no, tilted his head back in the next moment.

“Heut… Ah!”

His nipple was suddenly bitten through his shirt. Jang Seungyung, expertly locating the spot by nuzzling his nose, soaked the fabric with saliva and then sucked on it as if he were actually suckling.

The nipple, pressed against the fabric in the man’s vacuum-sealed mouth, hardened. A tingling sensation spread through his stomach, but Heewoo didn’t let go of Jang Seungyung’s face buried deep in his embrace. Enduring the now gnawing and tugging sensation, he said,

“It’s… It’s too bright. Turn off the lights, please.”

He heard a scoff from the man’s chest, but Heewoo continued to plead as he sucked on his nipple.

Finally, Jang Seungyung, who was still holding the remote, lowered the brightness slightly. No. More, please. Every time Heewoo pleaded, the brightness dimmed a little more. After much effort, the lighting finally returned to a level similar to the initial orange glow.

“Ah, sorry.”

And after that, no matter how much Heewoo pleaded, Jang Seungyung wouldn’t budge.

“My eyes are getting blurry, I really can’t see now. Hmm?”

“…….”

“What should I do?”

He asked, even though he was the one holding the remote. Contrary to the question, his voice was filled with a dark amusement.

As if to signal the end of the negotiation, Jang Seungyung scooped up Heewoo’s waist as he reached for the remote and tossed it back onto the rug.

Trapped beneath the rock-hard body, Heewoo looked around frantically. Even though the color was orange, it was still bright. He could see everything clearly, every corner of the large bedroom….

“Look at your heart beating. Ah, such a scaredy-cat.”

The man, gripping Heewoo’s chest as if feeling his heartbeat, pulled the sheet over them. He embraced Heewoo and rolled half a turn, pulling the sheet over them. It would be cumbersome when they started, but since the chick was so shy, he decided to at least make a show of covering them.

Their positions were reversed in an instant. Heewoo, lying face down on top of Jang Seungyung, was covered up to his waist with a cozy blanket.

“Better?”

Jang Seungyung asked, rubbing his wet lips against Heewoo’s mouth and cheek. Heewoo, suddenly finding himself looking down at the man, didn’t know what to do.

He could clearly feel Jang Seungyung’s large, firm outline against his bare skin under the soft blanket. His slightly erect penis was also pressing against the man’s hard lower abdomen.

All the sensations in his body suddenly seemed to be drawn downwards. Even though he was extremely aroused, the moment of quietly feeling each other’s body heat was both embarrassing and unfamiliar.

“Are you cold?”

The man, supporting the back of his head with one hand and leisurely stroking Heewoo’s back with the other, asked. His tone was calm, as if ignoring the fiercely swollen state below.

“No.”

Heewoo replied stiffly. Jang Seungyung, resisting the urge to roughly knead the warm, soft penis against his lower abdomen, pulled him in for a kiss.

“Then why are you trembling? Do you not like it?”

He asked, breaking away from their wetly entangled tongues. Kwon Heewoo’s gaze was wandering. Even though he was answering readily. He was clearly in a state where he couldn’t feel hot or cold.

“No.”

Heewoo answered, catching his breath. Unlike Jang Seungyung, who continued to speak leisurely with a clearly interested expression, Heewoo was awkward with the sudden slow and quiet atmosphere and didn’t know what to do with himself.

For example, he didn’t even know what to do with his hands. Heewoo touched Jang Seungyung’s firm chest, then folded his hands under his chin. Then, worried about putting pressure there, he suddenly stretched out his hands and gripped the bed, which made a chuckle erupt.

“Then why are you so fidgety?”

Jang Seungyung took one of the fidgeting hands. He rubbed his lips against the back of Heewoo’s hand and urged him on, but Jang Seungyung himself was also extremely aroused.

He lightly pulled Heewoo into an embrace and searched for the faintly detectable pheromones. Nibbling on the soft nape of his neck, he buried his nose and lips against it, inhaling the sweet scent.

It was an extremely faint scent mixed with the shower cologne, but his heightened Alpha instincts told him that this subtle sweetness was the pheromone of an Omega in heat.

“It’s just… I’m so nervous.”

Heewoo replied. At the honest response, Jang Seungyung, with his nose buried in the curve of Heewoo’s shoulder, took a breath. The thump-thump of Heewoo’s heart against his chest made his own heart beat faster.

“Still nervous?”

“…Yes.”

“Can I… continue?”

“…….”

“Since you and I have feelings for each other, it’s okay to do this kind of thing, right?”

He kept wanting to talk nonsense. It was an extension of the feeling he’d had when Heewoo first entered his house.

Moreover, even though he had no intention of asking for permission, even though he had turned on all the lights despite Heewoo’s dislike, he kept asking questions, wanting to hear Heewoo’s voice.

“Yes.”

The voice that answered just like that. So damn cute. Jang Seungyung, having achieved his goal, grinned.

“Wait.”

Without hesitation, Jang Seungyung quickly stripped off his pants and underwear, and, naked, retrieved the Alpha condoms he had tossed somewhere in the living room drawer.

And when he quickly returned to the bedroom, Jang Seungyung found Heewoo tightly wrapped in a blanket from the waist down, deeply enveloped in his pheromones. Noticing the significantly dimmed lighting, he chuckled.

Tossing the entire condom box onto the console, Jang Seungyung noticed that Heewoo’s gaze kept subtly lingering on his cock.

“You’re not supposed to look at things like that.”

Jang Seungyung said. He wouldn’t mind if Kwon Heewoo was looking at his cock with relish, but the boy’s face was stiffening slightly, as if frightened.

“Look all you want later, after we get closer. Okay?”

Feigning kindness, Jang Seungyung quickly took his place on top of Kwon Heewoo again, like a beast. He laid him down, covered him with his body, and kissed him soothingly.