ATGRA 84

It wasn’t his neck, it was his shoulder, so wasn’t it okay to bite?

Despite having been intimate many times, they hadn’t imprinted, so Jung Pureum constantly wanted to bite Moon Yeonghwa. He felt the urge to bite, like a young animal going through a teething phase.

On top of that, unlike before, Moon Yeonghwa was constantly acting defenseless.

Although he had clumsily tied Jung Pureum up when things didn’t go his way, that was all. It was as if he trusted Jung Pureum so much that, even knowing he was in rut, he seemed to have no intention of protecting his own neck.

Jung Pureum stealthily bared his teeth and bit Moon Yeonghwa’s shoulder lightly. Whether it was because of the hand rummaging below, or because this level of stimulation wasn’t enough for him, Moon Yeonghwa didn’t stop him.

It was clear that the line Moon Yeonghwa had drawn had softened. In It was clear that the line Moon Yeonghwa had drawn had softened. In the first place, before, he would never have even imagined giving a blowjob.

The eight-year-long one-sided love was finally starting to make progress. Thanks to persistently knocking on the door that seemed like it would never open, with a steady force and interval, Jung Pureum had reached a point where he wouldn’t get scolded even if he stealthily bit Moon Yeonghwa’s nape.

“Ah, sob… don’t, bite my neck…”

Of course, Moon Yeonghwa didn’t just let him bite away. When Jung Pureum buried his nose in his nape, even in his dazed state, he clearly told him not to.

However, Jung Pureum was just as out of it. Even though Moon Yeonghwa told him not to, he couldn’t suppress his desires as easily as usual.

He aligned the tip of his penis with the well-lubricated entrance and thrust upward from below. Even though he always prepared him by hand, the first insertion was always difficult. The inside was not only short but also narrow. Jung Pureum pressed Moon Yeonghwa down on top of him as if seating him, inserting himself deeper.

With his body weight and Jung Pureum’s strength added, the penis dug deep inside, and Moon Yeonghwa’s head naturally tilted back. His Adam’s apple became particularly prominent.

Even though he had just been told not to bite, Jung Pureum bared his teeth again. It was the same neck, but wasn’t the Adam’s apple okay? Even knowing that he could properly imprint with Moon Yeonghwa if he just brought back a medal, he felt greedy.

When he bit the Adam’s apple lightly, just as he had his shoulder, Moon Yeonghwa’s insides clenched tightly.

“Heuk, ugh…”

Amidst the leaking moans, the familiar “Don’t” finally mixed in. As if throwing a tantrum, Jung Pureum repeatedly pulled his penis halfway out and thrust it back up.

For someone who had pounced so boldly, Moon Yeonghwa was helplessly shaken, held captive by Jung Pureum. From his tightly contracted insides, as if a flood had broken out, love juices leaked out in a stream.

“When you masturbated… did you not get as wet as you are now?”

“Ugh, ah! Ah… what are, ugh, what are you talking about…”

“I saw the dildo and gel in the drawer…”

“…”

“Now that I’m here, you won’t need the dildo anymore.”

Because Jung Pureum was unconsciously leaking pheromones all over the place, Moon Yeonghwa was also slowly losing his ability to think properly. It was difficult to hold on to his sanity while being ravaged like this from below.

He knew he wasn’t saying it to intentionally shame him, but he was embarrassed that Jung Pureum had seen his sex toys in that brief moment he took out the handkerchief. Moon Yeonghwa gave up on rational thought and hugged Jung Pureum.

“Show me next time, you masturbating…”

The request was transparent. His conscience had long been dead, but his social decency, which had only run away from home, was still alive, so Moon Yeonghwa shook his head. Every time he said no, the penis drove deeper. He couldn’t even move along with the rhythm of the thrusts properly.

In the end, Moon Yeonghwa panted and nodded his head in agreement. He had nodded of his own volition, but it was half against his will. The point of connection was already throbbing.

Since his rut cycle had come, there was no way it would end with just one time. Moon Yeonghwa decided he would rather be the one to move, pushing Jung Pureum down onto his back. He judged that it would be safer to move on his own, bracing himself on Jung Pureum’s chest.

Jung Pureum didn’t bother to stop Moon Yeonghwa, who said he would try it himself. It was tantalizing to have him move just a little, stimulating only the shallow parts, but watching Moon Yeonghwa awkwardly lower his hips was quite an exciting sight.

To see such a proactive Moon Yeonghwa.

A sense of satisfaction filled a corner of his chest. Now, Moon Yeonghwa also liked Jung Pureum. There was a definite affection between the two, enough for him to try to give Jung Pureum reassurance just because he was anxious.

It would be difficult to back out from here. Jung Pureum lightly rubbed the inside of Moon Yeonghwa’s thigh. The body that had been barely maintaining its balance and moving came crashing down due to Jung Pureum’s intervention.

The penis, which had only been shallowly grazing, was thrust deep inside as his body collapsed. His flat stomach seemed to bulge slightly and then recede, over and over.

The one who came first was Moon Yeonghwa. The sight of him not cumming all at once but spitting out a little bit of milky fluid every time he was stabbed inside was very stimulating. Jung Pureum buried the head of his penis in the tightly clenching insides and moved slowly.

Perhaps he had put strength into his hands without realizing it, because the area above Moon Yeonghwa’s pelvis was flushed red. On his white skin, even a little bit of force left a mark like this. On his shoulder and Adam’s apple, there were faint but visible bite marks.

“Hyung…”

Following the satisfaction, an illogical possessiveness raised its head. Without pulling out his inserted penis, Jung Pureum gathered the drained and limp Moon Yeonghwa into his arms.

Wouldn’t it be okay to knot just once?

The awareness that he was a person and shouldn’t act like a beast had long since disappeared. The base of the penis, which had been half-forced in, gradually swelled up inside to prevent the semen from flowing out.

Moon Yeonghwa, who had been panting while leaning against Jung Pureum, sensed something was wrong and startled, his body trembling.

“Hnngh, ugh…”

A groan of enduring pain rather than pleasure escaped. He could vividly feel his insides being stretched open and then blocked again. Due to Jung Pureum’s pheromones, Moon Yeonghwa’s thought processes were also becoming paralyzed.

He could feel the penis buried in the tender flesh inside throbbing and spitting out semen. Moon Yeonghwa dug his nails into Jung Pureum’s back. Thanks to his short nails, no wounds were left, but red marks were engraved.

A long ejaculation followed. Because Jung Pureum was holding Moon Yeonghwa with both arms, it was impossible to even pull his body away.

In his dizzy mind, Moon Yeonghwa was having the irrational thought that if he weren’t a recessive and a man, he would have gotten pregnant from that just now.

Ruts are really serious…

The promise to sleep together if our cycles overlapped is hereby revoked. If both of us were going through rut and heat, it would be better to self-quarantine. At least one of us needs to be sane…

As soon as his mind cleared, Jung Pureum knelt down for knotting without permission. I helped him up, saying it was okay, but unlike my words, my body was in a completely tattered state.

I was bitten all over. He had chosen to bite only in areas where imprinting wouldn’t happen, but there were clear bite marks on my shoulder blade and the inside of my thigh.

I had only sucked it once, but my throat was throbbing and the corner of my mouth was slightly torn. It was truly absurd. My asshole wasn’t even torn yet, so why was the corner of my mouth torn…

Thanks to that, it goes without saying that it was hard to open my mouth wide, and it was difficult to even lift a finger. I had scraped out all the semen that had filled me up, I don’t even know how many times we did it, but my stomach still felt bloated.

When I took out the emergency contraceptive I had prepared just in case, Jung Pureum stared at me with wide eyes.

“That’s bad for your body, isn’t it…”

“Western medicine is never good for the body.”

“…Please just kill me.”

Why would I kill Jung Pureum? After going through all this trouble to bring him to his senses, of course I have to keep him by my side.

I listened with one ear and let the pathetic ‘Should I just tie myself up then?’ from Jung Pureum go in the other. What’s there to tie up? I can just order a few boxes of condoms that fit Jung Pureum’s size online.

I should have stocked them at my place sooner, but I didn’t expect the situation to turn out like this.

“Go to the kitchen and get some water.”

I chased the sniffling Jung Pureum, who was trying to hug me, out to the kitchen.

Perhaps thanks to spending his rut cycle with an Omega, Jung Pureum’s pheromones were completely stable. Though the bedroom still lingered with the scent of a whole bottle of fabric softener spilled.

It’s natural for me to take responsibility for Jung Pureum, and now Jung Pureum also needs to take some responsibility for me. Because at my age, I’m taking on the full force of the libido of a twenty-year-old who just became an adult. No matter how I think about it, this is abuse of an oriental doctor.

As I was groaning and waiting for Jung Pureum to bring water, Jung Pureum’s phone, which was rolling on the floor with the clothes, vibrated.

Thinking it was my phone, I picked it up, and the contact name ‘Coach-nim’ caught my eye. I rubbed my eyes and checked the time. If my eyes weren’t deceiving me, the current time is 4:21 AM.

He’s calling at 4 in the morning?

I weighed which was worse, an ex-lover calling at 3 AM or a coach calling at 4 AM. You can at least ignore an ex-lover’s call, but you can’t not answer a coach’s call, which made the latter worse.

Well, he had missed training for about two days because of his rut, so I can understand him calling at this hour… no way I can. By now, he should have the sense to realize, ‘Haha, it seems our Pureum is going through his rut.’

“Hyung, here’s your water.”

Jung Pureum returned to the room with a glass of water and some fruit. I had only asked for water, but it was commendable that he had even peeled fruit, saying I needed to eat something. It seems he at least has the awareness that he overworked me.

With the fruit Jung Pureum had peeled in my mouth, I held out the still-vibrating phone like a tip.

Jung Pureum’s expression, as he took the phone by chance, instantly soured. As expected, it seemed that the coach calling at this hour was not a good thing.

“I’ll just make one call and be back.”

After repeatedly telling me to take my medicine and lie still, Jung Pureum went out to the living room, holding the phone like a time bomb.

I nodded that I would stay put, but as soon as Jung Pureum closed the door and left, I stuck myself right next to the door. Just you try saying anything to him after I’ve sacrificed my body to boost my kid’s morale.