At the End of That Memory

Chapter 65: Le Bon Choix (7)

At the End of That Memory

Chapter 65: Le Bon Choix (7)

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Should I call it a sense of crisis. Goosebumps prickled down my skin. I couldn’t tell if the suffocating pressure came from his pheromones or from the weight pressing me down. His slow, heavy breaths tickled the nape of my neck.

“Ha.......”

“......”

So the rut cycle had come. But he had missed the timing for taking the suppressants. His body had already begun reacting, and it would be a long while before the medication took effect.

The cycle of a special trait could be completely controlled just by taking the pills on schedule. Especially for a dominant like Kwon Yido, the dates were regular—it wasn’t something difficult. In fact, ever since I had come into his house, he had never once shown any sign of a rut cycle.

“Why did you miss the suppressants......”

I swallowed dryly and placed my hand on his back. His body was so hot that I could feel the heat through the soft robe. Thump, thump—the violent pounding of his heart made clear how aroused he was.

“I forgot.”

“......” 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

A clean answer. I had nothing to say in response. Meanwhile, the pheromones spilling out in wisps were gradually seeping into me as well. The pheromones felt on my skin, in my breath, bloomed into heat deep inside my abdomen.

“......Ha.”

Kwon Yido kept exhaling hot breaths. Like a young beast, he rubbed his face against me and held me tight as if he would never let go. I had no thought of resisting, but even if I tried, breaking free wouldn’t have been easy.

“Sejin-ah.......”

How long until my heat cycle. It would have been good if I could spread pheromones, but unfortunately there was no way. Kwon Yido knew that too—that must be why he was nibbling and biting at the spot where the pheromone gland would have been.

“Sejin-ah, hht.......”

I realized that his reason was flying away, little by little. If it continued like this, we would be unable to leave the bed for at least two days. Pressed so close together, I could feel something threateningly large against my lower body.

“......Kwon Yido-ssi.”

“Mm...... talk.”

His voice was strained as he answered. Even as he clutched me like he would crush me, he didn’t immediately start, only rubbed his lower body against mine. The groans rumbling from his throat were so obscene they made my head spin.

“Aren’t you going to?”

The words slipped out of me before I knew it. Thoughts for later—the urgency was mine too. Come to think of it, it had been a while. With that thought, I kissed his hair.

“The suppressants will take hours to work......”

I might not respond to suppressants, but I knew the timing for them. For a dominant like Kwon Yido, once the timing was missed, there was no stopping pheromones that had already begun raging. I’d heard it even made them more unstable.

“How are you going to endure until then......hhuup.”

Before I could finish, his lips crashed into mine. The hand that had clutched my hair now gripped the back of my head, locking me firmly in place. Through the seamless press of our lips, his hot tongue invaded along with his breath.

“......”

This must be what it feels like to be devoured. No, more like being sucked dry. Saliva, breath, pheromones—everything being drawn out of me. Kwon Yido was the one giving, and yet I was the one losing strength.

“Hhu.......”

He bound my tongue and poured out endless pheromones. Drunk on the sweet sensation, I clutched °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° at his robe, and he hunched closer, squeezing me tighter. Not only my tongue, but even the tender inside of my mouth—he tormented every corner, while his other hand slipped from my waist under my T-shirt.

His touch on bare skin was hotter than usual. Every point he brushed felt like a burn. Strictly speaking it was pheromones, not heat, but whichever it was, the over-sensitivity was undeniable.

“......Ha.”

With a chup sound, his lips pulled away. Even as I panted desperately for breath, he kept kissing around my mouth, my cheeks. The hand on my back traced along each vertebra of my spine as if memorizing them.

“Sejin-ah.”

“......Stop it.”

How many times did he need to remind me my name was Sejin. Embarrassed, I turned my head away. No, the moment I tried, he grabbed my head roughly and held it still.

“Why are you avoiding me?”

“Avoiding......? We were just kissing.”

“......Really?”

The eyes that met mine had no focus. If he was this far gone, it was difficult to even have a proper conversation. That we were exchanging words at all was strange.

“Don’t avoid me......”

No, this wasn’t a conversation anymore.

“......Hht.”

Sliding down to my nape, his lips latched onto tender flesh. He sucked until it almost hurt, then licked the spot softly with his tongue.

“Ah, a mark...... not there.”

After even a single round, my body always looked like that of someone sick, covered in reddish marks. Because he bit and sucked every part of me without leaving a gap. Fortunately they were usually in covered places, but now—unless I wore a scarf, it would be visible. If it were winter, maybe. In summer, not even that.

“I said not there.”

I grabbed the back of his head desperately. Like grabbing a handful of hair, and for a moment he froze. Then, as if being spiteful, he bit my neck even harder.

“Ah!”

It hurt enough to bring tears to my eyes. Even without looking, I knew he had left teeth marks. Was he now intending to literally eat my flesh? For a moment the thought crossed my mind.

“Ah, Kwon Yido-ssi, wait......”

Without a word, he sat up and stripped off my pants and underwear in one go. Startled, I tried to close my legs, but he grabbed my thighs and forced them open. Gripping firmly beneath my knees, he lifted my legs upward and bent down.

“......Ah, hhhu......!”

He took my erection into his mouth in one movement. Deep, until it reached his throat, while his tongue wrapped around the shaft. The sucking sounds—jupp, jupp—made my vision flicker in and out.

“Ah, no, hhhu.......”

Kwon Yido was the kind who might have received but likely had never given. Yet here he was, burying his face between my thighs, moving his head as if it were nothing. The sensation itself, and the visual stimulation, were overwhelming.

“I’m gonna, come......”

At this rate, like he once said, I would spill like a rabbit. In rut, he was burning too hot, and his mouth was the same. Yet somehow, without a gag, he swallowed me to the root, his throat tightening as if urging me to climax.

“......!”

At last, I gripped his hair tight and released. Even as semen poured out in spurts, he didn’t pull away. As if drinking some life-giving water, he swallowed it all without pause.

“Haa.......”

Shame—such a thing didn’t even register anymore. What remained was a dizzying high, the aftershocks of pleasure buzzing in my waist. My hands trembled as I pressed down on my lower stomach, while Kwon Yido slowly pulled my cock from his mouth.

“......”

His lips were smeared red with fluid, whether saliva or semen. Through his slightly parted lips, I could still see the cloudy traces inside. He glanced at me hazily, then stuck out his tongue to lick the glistening tip thoroughly.

“Uung, hhu...... stop, hht.......”

Finally, when satisfied, he gently wrapped his hand around my shaft. With the aftershocks not yet faded, even that tender touch made me oversensitive.

“Really......”

I wanted to call him a pervert. But Kwon Yido didn’t seem to hear. I could tell when he lowered my legs and smoothly stripped off my shirt as well.

“......”

“......”

His heavy gaze roamed over me meticulously. It wasn’t the first time he’d seen me naked, yet never had I been observed so blatantly as a spectacle. Swallowing hard, I looked up at him. Slowly, he loosened the belt of his robe.

Through the parted robe, his solid torso came into view. Broad chest, tightly packed abs, the prominent veins below his navel, and his violently erect cock.

“......”

I was in no position to call him a pervert. That sight alone had me entranced. A dominant alpha’s physique was superior by default, but Kwon Yido possessed something beyond even that.

“......Did you enjoy the view?”

A beat too late, he asked. I snapped back to myself and looked up at him. His eyes were still half-mad, yet somehow holding on. With his brow tightly furrowed, he closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again, speaking softly.

“If you’re done...... open your mouth.”

“......My mouth?”

Without much thought, I parted my lips slightly. He brought his hand to my face and pressed a finger against my lower teeth. When I winced at the discomfort, he slipped in his middle finger as well.

“What are you......”

And then, with his other hand, he reached down between his legs. Wrapping his large hand around his shaft, he leisurely stroked from top to bottom once. His hand was big, but so was that part of him—the sluggish motion was impossible to miss.

“......Uht.”

I stared wide-eyed, unable to look away. He toyed with my tongue inside my mouth with his fingers, while with his right hand he caressed his own cock. His gaze was fixed on my lips, his brow deeply knit.

“......”

“Hu.......”

It was a sight that made me forget even to breathe. The obsessive way his eyes studied my mouth, the way his fingers toyed with my tongue as though ravaging it—none of that mattered. What mattered was that he was masturbating using me as garnish.

I parted my lips and twitched my tongue. The fingers driven deep pressed against the root of it. When saliva spilled from my lips, his brows twitched, and he bowed his head slightly.

“......Haa.”

Why was he masturbating instead of putting it in. I was right here in front of him, so why would he insist on handling it himself.

Breathing felt difficult, so I pushed lightly at his fingers with my tongue. Instead, that reaction seemed to excite Kwon Yido even more. I grabbed his wrist and, in slurred words, asked:

“......Aren’t you going to put it in?”

As aroused as he was, I too was filled with anticipation. My back end was drenched, and without meaning to, my lower body lifted restlessly.

“......”

But he only stared at me in silence. His movements came to a halt as well. His chest swelled as if to steady his breathing, and then in a voice painfully suppressed, he said:

“I...... really feel like I’d get you pregnant tonight.”

It wasn’t an empty threat. If anything, it felt more like a sincere warning. His voice wasn’t even that intimidating, yet sudden fear gripped me.

“So that’s why......”

“......”

“Suck my fingers.”

He shamelessly demanded it of me, who had been struck dumb. Reflexively, my lips twitched closed. When I swallowed the saliva pooled in my mouth, he pulled his lips into a satisfied curve.

“......”

“......Huu.”

For a while, only wet sounds and groans filled the air. Whenever I clumsily curled my tongue, he clenched his teeth so tightly veins rose at his temples. I should have just offered to do it with my mouth. I wasn’t so foolish that I didn’t understand what his gaze meant.

“......”

How much time had passed. Pressing firmly on my tongue, he came. With a sudden spurt, semen scattered messily across my bare torso. A low sound rumbled in his throat as he exhaled a thin breath, savoring the aftershocks.

Then he lowered his head and pulled his fingers from my mouth. Sealing his lips over mine, he softly tasted inside. As he collapsed over me, his still-hard cock rubbed against mine.

Of course. He was no ordinary man but a dominant alpha, and in rut no less—there was no way a hand job alone could satisfy him.

As I accepted his tongue, I cupped his cheek with one hand. Stroking him gently with my fingers made him flinch and pull his lips away.

Just do it, or at least let me use my mouth. That was what I was about to say.

“......Kwon Yido-ssi?”

His eyes, blinking faintly open and closed, held something besides arousal. Instead of answering, he rubbed his palm against my cheek. Slowly blinking his languid eyes, he rubbed not only my cheek but now my lips as well with his palm.

“Sleeping pills......”

He pierced the very suspicion forming in my mind. Why his eyes were so dazed, why they carried not only arousal but drowsiness. In indistinct words, he explained it himself.

“......I took them with the suppressants.”

I was struck dumb. Suppressants for a dominant’s special trait were already potent enough to be dangerous with other drugs. They were a kind of sedative on their own—taking sleeping pills on top of that was no different from suicide.

“Why...... No, how many did you take?”

Startled, I asked, but Kwon Yido didn’t answer. He only grasped my wrist and kissed each of my fingers one by one. His consciousness seemed to slip in and out; burying his face in my palm, it took him a long time to open his eyes again.

“Kwon Yido-ssi, answer me. It was just one pill, wasn’t it?”

“......”

It wasn’t just one. That much was obvious. From the way he avoided my eyes, maybe he had taken more than I thought. It was such a reckless method, and in my view, a useless one.

“Why......”

Should I call it disappointment. More than desire, it was like cold water had been dumped over me. My mood sank, and in a sudden surge of frustration, I spoke.

“......Was there really any need to go that far?”

Every time I went into heat, I had relied on Kwon Yido’s help. Or, at least at the beginning it had been help—lately, it was no longer just one-sided charity. Sex with him had not been only about relieving lust. And yet now, even that chance had been stolen from me.

“Because you’re afraid I’ll get pregnant?”

If he truly feared impregnating me, there were plenty of other ways. He didn’t have to harm his own body just to get through a rut cycle. Couldn’t he have held back, or asked me before making his decision? As much as I worried, I was also angry with how disappointed I felt.

“Kwon Yido-ssi, why on earth......”

“Sejin-ah.”

He cut me off in a sunken voice. In his half-lidded eyes, a swirl of emotions wavered: unchecked lust, encroaching drowsiness, and a faint flicker of fear.

“I did it because I was anxious.”

“......”

It was such a raw confession it took my breath away. I had been furious, but hearing those words, tears threatened to fall. The gaze he lowered onto me, and the gloom weighing down his pheromones, seeped into me as well.

“What......”

“......”

“What makes you so anxious.”

I spoke haltingly to him. Why someone who lacked nothing clung to me this way. Where this nameless anxiety of his had begun.

“......What are you afraid of, Kwon Yido-ssi.”

Without intending to, my voice came out soothing. He looked so small that I cupped his face with both hands and made him look straight at me.

“Tell me. It’s fine.”

“......”

His lips parted slowly. Almost, but not quite—a movement filled with hesitation. When I met his eyes to assure him it was fine, his lips moved at last.

“......You died before my eyes.”

The words dropped with a thud and seared into my brain. My heart clenched tight, my mind bleaching out into whiteness. While I was frozen, unable to breathe, his eyelids fluttered with a face on the verge of tears.

“And I followed you into death.”

That was the end. Leaving only that, Kwon Yido collapsed in my arms as if fainting. The pheromones left in the air pressed down on me like a heavy weight.

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