“......”

“......”

It felt like time had stopped. The way he looked at me was so earnest it made me want to cry. Like an oasis found in a moment of desperate thirst—my chest swelled with emotion.

Without saying a word, he closed the door and slowly walked toward me. As the distance between us shrank, his presence began to mix into the space, which had been saturated with my pheromones. The heavy scent I’d been releasing in waves soaked into him like a sudden downpour.

“Kwon... Yido...”

When I called his name a second time, his eyes twitched ever so slightly. He exhaled deeply and loosened his tie. He glanced around the room and said in that elegant voice of his,

“That’s a relief.”

“......”

“This time... it was my name.”

I blinked slowly. Tears that had clung to the corners of my eyes slid helplessly down my cheeks. Kwon Yido stared at me in silence before gently beginning to speak.

“Jung Sejin.”

His unique pheromones spilled into the air. I shifted, trying to get even a little closer to him. Like a ripened fruit just out of reach, I stretched toward him, whispering desperately.

“Pheromones... please...”

“......”

The hand I’d barely managed to lift dropped before it even reached the hem of his jacket. As I gasped raggedly, he stepped closer. His eyes, just barely visible, looked more unsettled than usual.

“Is it painful?”

What kind of question is that. He’s a dominant too—he should know how brutal the cycle is when it comes. Of course, he probably never let it get this bad thanks to his doctor’s suppressants.

“What should I do for you?”

As he spoke, he brought his fingers to my cheek. Maybe to wipe my tears—his thumb gently swept beneath my eye. When he started to pull away, I grabbed his wrist without thinking.

“......”

If I could’ve, I would’ve swallowed his fingers whole. I knew it was irrational, but I even thought about putting his fingertips in my mouth. He gently pressed against my lower teeth and said softly,

“Tell me. I’ll do whatever you ask.”

His voice was so kind. So why... why did it feel like he was angry? His expression, his tone—everything looked normal. And yet, I felt like he was upset.

“...Please...”

Even after starting to speak, I had to pause for breath. A strange, overwhelming feeling kept bubbling up, making it hard to form a sentence. His fingers were still caught between my lips.

“Please...”

It was more of a moan than a word. My breath hitched, voice hoarse and strained. Gasping, I clutched his hand with both of mine and begged.

“Anything... please...”

A gust of his pheromones swept over me. He planted one hand beside my head and lifted my chin with the other. Then, lowering himself, he sealed our lips together.

“......”

It felt like I could breathe again. Like he’d given me CPR. The flood of his pheromones seeped deep into my lungs and spread through every nerve in my body.

I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck. Twisting my head to reach him better, I clung to him. He slipped his tongue in slowly, carefully calming my ragged breathing.

“...Hngh.”

A moan escaped me. It was a gentle, cautious kiss, but just touching him like this brought me back to life. I wanted more. Deeper. All of him. I wanted to meld with Kwon Yido completely.

So I sucked eagerly on the tongue inside my mouth. Drinking down his saliva like it was life itself, letting my own tongue follow wherever his moved. The kiss was so skilled it made me dizzy. The pleasure of it alone triggered another wave of pheromones from me.

Smack. Our lips parted with a wet sound, still brushing close. The sweet, mingled breath between us seemed to melt my mind. Kwon Yido lingered there for a moment before holding my gaze. He didn’t breathe.

“......” 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

“......”

It was a moment I’d experienced once before. Like a signal had passed between us. Like the timing was just right.

“Nngh...”

He kissed me again—deeper this time. Climbing fully onto the bed, he pressed down on me from above. The wet sound of saliva mixing echoed between us as he pushed harder, until it became difficult to breathe.

So this is how overwhelming a kiss can be. Every time he brushed against the sensitive tissues inside my mouth, chills ran down my spine. I felt like I was about to tumble off a cliff.

At some point, his hand slipped under the collar of my robe. He stroked my nape, my collarbone, my shoulder... then slowly slid his palm down my bare chest.

“...Hht.”

Compared to my fevered skin, his hand felt too cold. I shuddered every time he touched me. His hand circled my clavicle, then slowly moved downward.

His wide palm brushed over my chest. Whether intentional or not, my hardened nipples kept catching between his fingers. After a few teasing touches, he stroked the area slowly with the back of his hand.

“Mmngh...”

That part of me had never been touched by anyone before—his fingers alone made me react too sensitively. My hips twitched. I couldn’t suppress the moans. Desperate to grab something, I reached for his collar, but only managed to claw down his suit jacket.

I was losing my mind. It was better than before, sure, but the stimulation was only increasing. Enduring the heat cycle alone had been torture—this felt like exquisite agony.

I turned my head, clinging to him more boldly. I begged with my body, doing everything I could to plead for him to satisfy this desire.

Who would’ve imagined. That I’d end up clinging to an alpha like this. That the pheromones I used like sleeping pills every night would now be the very thing driving me into heat.

“...Haah.”

Kwon Yido finally lifted his lips and caught his breath. Leaning down, he buried his face in the crook of my neck. Then, biting gently at my earlobe, he whispered in a cracked voice.

“I plan to go all the way.”

“......”

“If you want me to stop, say so now.”

I’ve always thought—Kwon Yido’s voice is unlike anyone else’s. Maybe it’s his precise enunciation, or the unique resonance in his tone. Just listening to him makes you feel like you’re falling into him.

“...It’s okay.”

I said, rubbing my face against his shoulder. My clothes were a mess, but I didn’t care. My mind was already consumed with one overwhelming thought.

“No... please.”

“......”

“I want to.”

I wanted to sleep with him. Touch more, blend more, share our warmth completely. The desire to release this brimming arousal burned through me.

“...Ha.”

He exhaled sharply and bit down on the shell of my ear. Not enough to hurt—just enough to jolt my foggy mind. Then, licking the same spot, he brushed his lips along my cheek.

“Say my name.”

“...Kwon Yido?”

That was enough.

His pheromones crashed down like a wave. His lips descended on the nape of my neck. His hand, which had lingered on my chest, untied my robe’s sash and pushed it open.

“Ah—hht...”

Without hesitation, his large hand grasped my fully erect cock. Even though I rarely touched it myself, he stroked up and down as if it were natural. It wasn’t much—but I’d been aroused for so long, I came almost instantly.

“Hnn...!”

No matter how often it happened, I never got used to the feeling of climax. Especially when it wasn’t from my own hand, and with no foreplay. As I trembled, he glanced indifferently at the semen on his hand.

“Not much.”

My face flushed hot. I was already doing something shameful—he didn’t need to comment on it. But maybe he didn’t mean anything by it. He just wiped his hand on the sheets and kissed my neck.

“Sejin.”

“Nnnh...”

Smack. An embarrassing sound followed. His high-bridged nose brushed the point where jaw met throat. His soft lips bit gently at the pulsing vein just beneath. Right over the pheromone gland. Pressing his lips there, he pressed his lower half closer to mine.

“......”

Suddenly, I snapped back to reality. Not because it was Kwon Yido. Not because I shouldn’t be doing this. Just... because the sensation I felt through his pants was unbelievable.

“...Is this...”

Even without him fully undressed, I could tell. The weight pressing against my thigh was nothing like mine. No—not just different. It was massive. Way above average.

He must’ve noticed my dazed look. He gave me a quick glance, brushed my sweaty hair back, and looked down with a sly smile. Kissing my neck again, he asked huskily,

“What?”

“......”

“Did you think it’d be small?”

My heart pounded too fast. His voice was laced with pure seduction. While I stared, speechless, he sat up and began to undress.

First, he unfastened his watch and tossed it aside. Off came the jacket. Then he undid the vest buttons and dropped it too. Hooking a finger under his tie, he yanked it off and cracked his neck with a soft exhale.

“You like watching people undress?”

“......”

His casual comment made me flinch. I had been watching—like a movie scene unfolding in real time. Bewildered, I answered without thinking.

“Even if I didn’t... I might now.”

He was absurdly good-looking. Sometimes it was strange to see him move at all. When dressed in a suit, he looked born for it—so it was just as surreal watching him take it off.

“Playing coy now?”

Kwon Yido smiled like he’d heard something amusing. He let his tie fall with a flick, then slowly unbuttoned his shirt, saying,

“Well... I’m learning new tastes too.”

His eyes were on my exposed body. My lower half was half-covered, but my chest was completely bare. When had I ended up like this? It didn’t matter anymore.

“We’ll undress the rest... while we go.”

Without fully undressing, he leaned in again. This time, he didn’t slip his tongue in—just pressed his lips lightly, moving from one spot to another. As he nibbled the sensitive skin on my neck, his right hand slid to my waist.

“Ah...!”

I jerked, grabbing his shoulder. His solid body pressed against my palm through the thin shirt. His careful, teasing fingers slid over my flat belly and tickled around my navel.

“Nngh...”

He didn’t care that I flinched. He kept touching what he wanted. His mouth had moved to my chest, lips closing around a hardened nub. His tongue flicked and pressed down, making my shoulders shudder.

Apparently, I was more ticklish than I realized. Everything he touched sent shocks through me. No—maybe not ticklish. Just... strange.

“...Mmph.”

I «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» curled my toes and bit my tongue. The arousal that had dulled for a moment flared back up. Just then, Kwon Yido left my hip and brought his other hand to my lips.

“Don’t bite.”

His long finger slipped between my lips. I don’t know how he knew I’d been biting my tongue. Without even looking, he pressed it down smoothly. As my lips opened, a moan slipped out.

“Haa...”

I hadn’t known the chest could be this sensitive. Every lick of his tongue sent jolts of pleasure to my solar plexus. His other hand moved to the inside of my thigh, kneading the soft flesh at will.

It seemed like he was just touching me freely—but there was a subtle precision in every move. Like he already knew where I was sensitive. Not just my chest—he even nipped at my ribs.

“Relax. I’ll be gentle.”

The hand on my thigh slipped deeper. His other hand pushed aside my tangled robe. His fingers brushed past my perineum and gently prodded my entrance.

“Nnh...”

I was already soaked. One finger slid in without resistance. It was just—his fingers were long and thick enough to stretch me. As I instinctively tensed, he started to move gently inside me.

“Ah... ha... nnngh...”

It was an unfamiliar sensation. Not just from someone else—but a place I’d never even used myself. I knew, in theory, how male omegas accepted alphas. But theory and reality were very different.

“...Hnn, mmph.”

And yet... everything he did felt familiar. The way he carefully stretched me. The way I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist. When one finger became two. The way he pressed some sensitive point inside me.

“Ahn!”

My hips spasmed violently. My ass clenched tight, and a high-pitched moan escaped me. As I flinched at my own voice, Kwon Yido nonchalantly pressed that spot again.

“W-Wait, ah, no—”

“What do you mean, wait?”

“Please, Kwon Yido—haah...”

Juices dripped messily. As his fingers circled inside, they rubbed right where it felt best. When I tried to bite my tongue again, he grabbed my chin and kissed me.

“...Mmph.”

My overflowing moans vanished into the back of my throat. With his tongue inside, I couldn’t bite down on anything. While his fingers stirred below and my vision flashed white, his tongue moved leisurely, confidently.

I had nothing to compare it to, but even I could tell—he was very skilled. Like he already knew how to handle me. Every spot he touched became an erogenous zone. Even his pheromones, passed through breath, felt natural.

“Nngh...”

It was like a tree blooming in the autumn rain. His usual deep, refined pheromones were now dazzling and sweet. Half of it was mine—half his. The excitement passed through my skin, blending until I couldn’t tell which was which.

After what felt like forever, he finally pulled out his fingers and broke the kiss. Our eyes met—clouded with heat and desire. As I gasped for air, he lifted my legs onto his shoulders and spoke.

“If you can’t handle it, say so.”

Tap. Something pressed against my entrance.

I didn’t need to see to know what it was. So he really undressed while doing it, I thought vaguely. And then he added casually:

“I’ll hold back... at least for now.”