The S+ Class Omega Takes Over Again [BL]-Chapter 66: This feels like a fever dream

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Chapter 66: This feels like a fever dream

"Stop... Ngn... I can’t take it anymore!"

This was too humiliating. He was full-on crying just because Yoon Seoyul’s mouth wouldn’t leave his chest no matter what. He was sure the skin of his nipples was chafed. Cheon Areum tried to tear the head off by weakly gripping Yoon Seoyul’s hair, which should have been on his forehead, not in his hands, but Yoon Seoyul, unaffected by any pain, kept sucking. Meanwhile, Cheon Areum couldn’t stay still at all. He wanted to come too.

When will they fuck?

"....mmmh... mmmhhh..."

Sobbing pitifully, Cheon Areum moved his hands to jerk himself off. He was at his limit! His hands had only passed his waist when they were seized by Yoon Seoyul’s hands. Yoon Seoyul was probably in no better condition, but he had the endurance of a person who had taken a vow of celibacy. Cheon Areum was no match in that regard to an alpha who could knot him for hours on end and still hold back from coming, and personally, he didn’t want to compete either. He just wanted to come right now!

"I can’t take it... just put it in already, please..."

Best at begging, somehow Cheon Areum resorted to that as his wrists were captured by Yoon Seoyul, and rubbing against Yoon Seoyul’s waist wasn’t enough. Yoon Seoyul exhaled a heated breath and lifted him from the bed onto his folded knees, bringing his arms around his neck onto his shoulders, and pecked his face with no care for the state their members were in.

With his legs tightly wrapped around Yoon Seoyul, he started to move his hips on his own against the hardness under his butt since Yoon Seoyul wasn’t responding to him and was licking his teary face uselessly, just replacing the wetness of his tears with his saliva instead.

"Behave, Areum."

Telling him off, Yoon Seoyul stilled Cheon Areum in his hold, making him confused and more desperate. They had already gotten permission from the doctor, and yet Yoon Seoyul was not going to put it in him? Wearing his lips in a downward arc, Cheon Areum pouted, more tears dripping from his lavender eyes and white eyelashes.

"Am I supposed to find a fuck buddy during my pregnancy?"

He muttered discouragingly in an almost inaudible voice, not sure if Yoon Seoyul caught it. Yoon Seoyul didn’t say anything immediately and pressed kisses to his face and neck before speaking of a whole other thing.

"Is it because of the pill? You don’t feel nauseous anymore?"

The last time they did it, Cheon Areum had instantly become nauseous, but now that Yoon Seoyul mentioned it, he didn’t feel bad. His condition was fairly well. He was just being tormented by Yoon Seoyul’s actions and the pheromones in the room...

"Also... even if you use adult toys to satisfy yourself, I will consider that as you cheating on me."

"Hnh?"

Cheon Areum deliriously heard Yoon Seoyul’s words, and his previous fervor was suddenly swept clean. He blinked at him with a dumb expression. Yoon Seoyul spoke again after seeing his reaction.

"Are you going to cheat on me?..."

Taking in Cheon Areum’s appearance, Yoon Seoyul asked in a low voice, obviously hurt just by the thought.

"No. I will just become a full-time beggar."

Shaking off his dumb expression, Cheon Areum answered truthfully with all his heart and kissed Yoon Seoyul’s face tenderly, hugging him securely. For Yoon Seoyul, he didn’t care about his self-respect. He could beg and plead all he wanted, though he could also just attack him if he still wanted to act tough with Cheon Areum.

"You don’t really have to do that either..."

"Then are you going to put it in now?"

With a hand, Cheon Areum pressed on the beastly thing under him while locking eyes with its owner.

"I don’t want to overwork you. It must be exhausting to grow another human being and take care of everything else on top of that too."

Still speaking with a restrained calmness, Yoon Seoyul easily removed the hand on his crotch, kissing and nibbling Cheon Areum’s slightly pink shoulder cap.

"I heard the second trimester is easier than the first. Just wait until then."

Smoothly turning him again on the bed, Yoon Seoyul gently caressed his belly and kissed the spine between his wings, giving him shivers that traveled to his wing bones too.

"Okay..."

Fully complying, Cheon Areum stayed in the position Yoon Seoyul had put him without moving a muscle, letting Yoon Seoyul do whatever he wanted. But as soon as Yoon Seoyul’s hand brushed against his chest and over the torn buds, he whimpered involuntarily.

"Mmh... Don’t touch my chest... it hurts..."

He said in such a soft and loving tone that Yoon Seoyul immediately withdrew his hand, and just then Cheon Areum was abruptly yanked to change his position again, his shorts and briefs also yanked away from his legs.

"What—What’s this?"

Arms flailing in his confusion, he suddenly found himself on top of Yoon Seoyul... just that his bottom was the part facing Yoon Seoyul’s face instead...

Isn’t this the sixty-nine position?

Thinking Yoon Seoyul wanted him to use his mouth too, Cheon Areum’s hand hurried to free the poking hard member from under the pants. The pants pulled down more with his energy than the strength in his hand, and the completely full beast stood in front of his eyes. Cheon Areum had only just grabbed it to direct it to his lips when Yoon Seoyul apprehended him, sealing hand shackles around his wrists and placing them on his abs.

"Why do you always go down on me but don’t let me..."

Cheon Areum grumbled, feeling wronged.

"You don’t like it."

"But you do?"

Cheon Areum asked with a deep frown, but Yoon Seoyul didn’t respond to him. Cheon Areum only felt a warm tongue on his backside, licking around, finding it a little difficult not to fall and sit on Yoon Seoyul’s face. Yoon Seoyul, who wasn’t aware of his struggle, even inserted his tongue slowly into the wet and supple hole while sucking on the outer edges of the slick walls.

"Mhg..."

Cheon Areum’s heartbeat was wilding. He wanted to break away, but Yoon Seoyul firmly grasped his wrists, not letting go as he relished his hole.

"This is too agonizing... I want to come, Yoon Seoyul. Please let me touch myself at least."