GCT 42

No one in the room had expected the name Emily Lowen to pop up.

At Lear’s words, Yohan’s expression crumpled, and Taeoh’s eyes went wide. At the three men’s tense reactions, Aisha scratched her head, wondering what was going on.

“What? What’s the matter?”

Ignoring Aisha’s reaction, Taeoh was the first to ask Lear a question for confirmation.

“Emily Lowen, isn’t she one of the people from that violent organization you mentioned in the car earlier?”

“That’s right.”

It was impossible to tell whether this was a cruel twist of fate or a simple coincidence. What was clear was that the case was getting more and more complicated.

Yohan swept his hair back once and let out a deep sigh.

“Hah, I think this is starting to get more complicated than I thought.”

“So, who is Emily Lowen that you’re all acting like this? And what’s this violent organization?”

“Would it be easier to understand if I said they’re the same group as the bastards who planted a bomb in our house?”

“Ah…”

“They’re a far-right hate group. Crazy bastards who want to return to 100 years ago and have Alphas rule the world.”

As soon as Aisha heard Yohan, she wanted to go back to the bar and have a shot of tequila. Squeezed between Yohan and Lear, an Alpha-Beta couple, she somehow felt even more uncomfortable.

“Are you… okay?”

“Well, my limbs are all intact, so. Whatever.”

“No, not that… I mean, it seems like the case is starting to get even more unsettling… Yohan, I’m asking if it’s okay for you to keep getting involved.”

“I’ve been through worse than this.”

Yohan spoke firmly, then gestured for Lear to continue. Lear flinched at Yohan’s reaction, then lowered his voice slightly and said.

“Well…”

“What is it? What in the world is the relationship?”

“Judging by the text messages, it seems the two are related by blood.”

“Blood… related?”

“To be precise, a mother-daughter relationship.”

At Lear’s words, Yohan wore a look of incomprehension. For one, the two of them didn’t look very much alike in the photograph. The only thing they had in common was their very common brunette hair.

“Didn’t you say Sheridan had no family?”

“I did. No, that’s what I thought.”

“…”

“It seems Sheridan also found out recently. That she had a daughter.”

Yohan was reminded anew that Sheridan had been an Alpha.

‘By the way, Sheridan, did you meet someone before you came? A new lover?’

‘Excuse me?’

‘I can smell someone else’s pheromones, not Sheridan’s.’

Honestly, as a Beta, if Lear hadn’t said anything about pheromones and whatnot, Yohan would have gone his whole life without knowing Sheridan was an Alpha.

“Besides, since Lowen’s situation isn’t very good—”

“Ah! Right. I remember now.”

Aisha cut in while Lear was still speaking.

“Yohan, you asked me to look into Rivel Sheridan.”

“I did.”

“I found something unusual while I was searching. There were traces of a large sum of money being transferred to one account in installments.”

“Did the money she sent flow to Emily Lowen?”

Aisha nodded her head.

“I thought the name was common. The last name Lowen seems to be from her Omega father’s side.”

“Her Omega father’s side?”

“Yeah. But he died right before Emily became an adult.”

As Aisha laid out the relationship between Sheridan and Lowen, Lear, who had been examining Sheridan’s cell phone, added.

“Lowen has a large debt.”

“A debt?”

“Yes. That’s likely why Lowen looked for her father. Her biological father died of cancer, which created a significant initial debt, and then she got into illegal gambling trying to pay it off… You can probably guess the rest without me going into detail, right?”

Aisha wore a look of pity.

“But how did Sheridan find out? If she only found out recently…”

“Wouldn’t Lowen’s father have told her? As his last words.”

“Last words…”

“With so much debt, it must have been hard to find the person. And even if she did find her, knowing Sheridan’s personality, she would have done a paternity test… Though this needs more investigation.”

“Ah, then… where is she living now?”

Lear looked back at the monitor and said.

“For now, her address is listed as being in Koreatown.”

Answering Aisha’s question dutifully, Lear looked at Yohan. Yohan slightly avoided Lear’s gaze, then frowned, scratched his head once, and sighed.

“First, I think we need to talk to Lowen… But I wonder why Lowen killed Sheridan? Even if she resented her, she was a blood relative and a source of money.”

It was unclear who he was talking to, but it was Yohan talking about Lowen. Lear felt a little resentful of Yohan but decided to act like an adult.

“Because if Sheridan dies, she could get a large sum of money all at once. All of her assets would go to Lowen. Whether it’s fraud or they’re real blood relatives.”

Taeoh, who had been listening to Lear, chimed in.

“She even blew up the house of an Alpha-Beta couple, so wouldn’t that be the perfect way for Lowen to establish her position in Freedom WaLearrs, the group she joined?”

“This is really pissing me off.”

Aisha let out a small sigh at the once-again chilly atmosphere and said.

“Let’s not dwell on it and think about it tomorrow. It’s getting very late.”

Only then did Lear also shut his laptop with a snap.

“I think that would be best. So much has happened today.”

“I agree.”

“It feels like a lot of unwanted things will happen tomorrow and the day after too, but…”

“Lowen isn’t going anywhere right away, and the autopsy results will probably be out tomorrow… Let’s all get some sleep and then start on the next thing.”

Yohan also nodded his head at Aisha’s words as if he had no choice. Then he tapped Taeoh’s shoulder and said.

“Go on in.”

“Sunbae.”

“I’ll call you.”

“Shall I give you a ride to the hotel?”

Before Yohan could answer, Lear cut in and answered for him.

“That’s alright. We can just call an Uber.”

“I’m also fine—”

As Taeoh was about to say that it would be better for him to give them a ride than an Uber, Lear gave a slight shake of his head with a stern face. Seeing that, Aisha gave Taeoh a light slap on the back and said.

“Just leave the annoying couple to their damn lovey-dovey crap and give me a ride.”

Aisha dragged Taeoh away as she was, waving goodbye to Yohan and Lear. Somehow, Lear and Yohan were left alone in the room, which could be considered small if one thought about it.

With people clearing out so quickly, an awkward feeling somehow set in. It was even more so because they hadn’t properly apologized after their falling out earlier today.

“We should get going too.”

Lear spoke first. Yohan’s lips twitched, and he answered with a nod, still avoiding Lear’s gaze.

“Yeah, we should.”

As the elder, Yohan wanted to act more mature and cool and move past what happened with Lear as if it were nothing, but it wasn’t easy.

“Let’s go.”

The two men moved awkwardly, starting to act distant in a way they hadn’t even when they first met.

‘Has there ever been a time when we were this silent while together…?’

Chewing on his lower lip, Yohan put his hands in his pockets. Then, as he was walking with heavy steps, he suddenly stopped and said to Lear.

“I need to stop by the office for a minute.”

Unable to meet Lear’s eyes, Yohan pointed to one side with his hand. At that, Lear moved closer to Yohan and asked.

“Why the office?”

“To grab a change of clothes.”

“I’ll buy you new ones while we’re at it. It’s about time you broke free from the Hawaiian shirts, don’t you think?”

“What?”

Yohan glared at Lear with an annoyed expression. Lear, still with that infuriating look on his face, shrugged his shoulders and said.

“You’re finally looking me in the eye.”

“You’re… really annoying.”

“Is this the first or second time? Didn’t you know what you were getting into when you married me?”

“Hah, seriously. Do you take private lessons on how to be an asshole?”

“I was born with it.”

“What kind of nonsense are you talking about. Your father isn’t like that at all, is he? He’s a complete gentleman.”

“That’s all an act.”

At Lear’s casual retort, Yohan almost grabbed him by the collar.

“You crazy bastard.”

“It’s been a while since I heard that.”

Lear’s eyes sparkled as he moved even closer to Yohan.

“What, what is it. Don’t come any closer.”

“I just want to look at my own husband.”

“Even married couples have to maintain some boundaries.”

“Who was it that started the provocation first?”

Yohan looked at Lear with a ‘what are you doing’ expression. In response, Lear wiggled his eyebrows and reached a hand toward Yohan. In that moment, Yohan unknowingly gulped, feeling a little tense.

“Your button’s undone.”

“…”

“You should be neat at the office.”

“Hah, fuck.”

“I’m the one who wants to curse. It makes me wonder if you’re always going around flashing people like this outside.”

Yohan pushed Lear away and spun around. His face was burning and his heart felt like it would explode. Amidst it all, he was furious at Lear for toying with him.

“Son of a bitch… really, there’s a limit to toying with people.”

“Wasn’t this building off-limits to sons of bitches too?”

“Who’s the one acting like a kid?”

“You get arrested for doing things like that with a kid, Agent Crawford. Besides, have you ever seen a kid with a cock this big?”

“…”

“In fact, among all the ‘adults’ in this building, I think mine is probably the biggest.”

At the sight of Lear relentlessly getting on his nerves as if he’d been waiting for the chance, Yohan raised his hand and flipped his middle finger at him, who would be behind him.

“Ah, honey. Are you cheekily protesting for me to fuck you with that?”

Yohan then waved his hand and said.

“Just go home.”

“Our home is gone now, so where in the world are you telling me to go? Honey, did you start a second household without me or something?”

“Hah, seriously. What you just said… ah, forget it. Just forget it. Just, go stay at the hotel.”

“I don’t want to.”

Lear moved even closer to Yohan. Yohan considered pushing him away, but then thought ignoring him might be for the best, so he kept his mouth tightly shut and walked to his desk. And just as he opened a drawer to grab his belongings, Lear pressed up against Yohan and slid his own leg between Yohan’s.

“Wha-what?”

Startled, Yohan turned his head to look at Lear. At that, Lear buried his nose in the nape of Yohan’s neck, took a small breath, and whispered.

“Looks like there are a lot of Alphas in this office. Rude ones, at that.”

Lear disliked Yohan’s workplace for many reasons. It was even more so because, given the nature of the FBI, it was a macho group full of Alphas. He grabbed Yohan’s chest with a look full of dissatisfaction. Yohan then slapped the back of his hand.

“Hey, do you know where you are? Even if there’s no one around… isn’t this a bit much?”

At Yohan’s words, Lear looked up and around the area, while his hands diligently began to unbutton Yohan’s shirt.

“There are a total of four visible CCTV cameras.”

“You, really.”

“If I look, there are probably some hidden ones too, right?”

“Get your hands off.”

“This place is much easier to hack than Quantico, so don’t worry.”

He tried to grab Lear’s hand and pull it away, but it wasn’t easy. Still, he couldn’t bring himself to hurt his husband, so Yohan first let out a breath and said through clenched teeth.

“Hey, I said stop it, okay?”

“Don’t worry, nothing will happen. Even if something does, I’ll take care of it all.”

One of Lear’s hands was on Yohan’s chest, while the other stroked his stomach, gradually moving lower. Yohan’s vision swam from Lear’s hot body temperature and breath.

“That’s not the problem.”

The devil you know is the scariest, they say. Knowing full well how the pleasure Lear gave could drive a person crazy, Yohan couldn’t refuse him firmly.

“Damn it.”

Yohan cursed, biting his lower lip at Lear’s hand, which had by now slipped inside his shorts.

“Not bad, it’s thrilling.”

“You’re, really… ng, not in your right mind…”

“To be honest, I kind of hope someone walks in and sees. I don’t think it would be a bad idea for you to quit your job.”

He’d called him a crazy bastard, and Lear was spouting crazy nonsense as if to prove him right.

“We might both go to jail before that. What is this, at the office.”

“Ah, if we go to jail, I wonder if they’ll let a married couple share a cell?”

Lear’s low laugh could be heard.

“Are you insane? Ah… seriously, hey!”

“Fuck, honey. Are you going to keep cursing like that?”

It’s not like you’re wishing to get fucked. Lear clicked his tongue, then pulled out Yohan’s half-erect penis, grabbed it, and began to stroke it. Then he glared at his own photograph, which was placed in a corner of his desk, and pressed his body closer to Yohan’s.

“Ngh…”

Yohan’s penis, which filled his hand, was thoroughly wet and slick with precum. Lear felt like he would go crazy every time Yohan got turned on by a few of his touches. Though Yohan himself would never admit it, he was surely the most lovable person in his 30s. Just how much cuter did he plan on getting?

“Were you planning on getting in a taxi pervertedly, looking like this?”

Lear spoke in a tone that suggested he was displeased with more than one or two things, but he didn’t stop stroking Yohan’s penis.

“Ah… that’s not it, hngh…”

“I thought you wore these fucking shorts because you wanted to have sex with me.”

“This is… haah…”

“If you didn’t wear them to make them easy to take off, then you wore them asking me to take them off, right?”

“Hnngh, that’s not… it…”

With every stimulus, Yohan’s penis swelled firmly in Lear’s hand, veins bulging prominently. Lear put strength into his fingertips and stroked the shaft up and down. At that, Yohan’s body trembled, and the sound of his ragged breathing from holding back moans could be heard.

“Hmm, what was that?”

“Sto-stop… ahk, ngh…”

Yohan unconsciously twisted his hips, trying to get away from Lear, but his words and actions wouldn’t align. It was because his mind was growing hazy from Lear’s rough movements. Yohan was gradually losing his reason, to the point where he felt like he wanted to be completely ravaged just like this.

There was no way Lear would miss that look on Yohan. It was something he’d learned from having sex with him countless times.

Yohan was weak to the stimulation he provided. A little more and he would completely crumble. The thought of Yohan clinging to him, following his lead as if he had no choice, made Lear’s stomach feel even hotter.

“You want to cum?”

To think he’d end up doing such a shameless act in a public place, in his husband’s workplace no less. Lear, thinking that he’d lived to see such a day, parted his lips and held Yohan’s stomach more firmly. He gulped at the thin skin of the stomach and the hard abs he could feel under his palm.

“Ah, no… ah…”

“What do you mean, no.”

Seeing Yohan say things he didn’t mean when his hand was this wet, Lear scraped a vein with his thumb, then began to stimulate the tip.

“Ngh…!”

Yohan’s shoulders flinched, and his body slumped further forward. Yohan gripped his desk with both hands, panting for breath and blinking his eyes.

In that moment, Lear didn’t stop and pushed Yohan to his limit. He pressed down firmly on the urethral opening with his nail, stimulating it. While doing so, he released a full blast of pheromones that Yohan would never feel and kissed his husband’s thoroughly disheveled hair.

“Ah… I’m, gonna come—”

Heat flooded his body. Yohan bit his lower lip and tried to hold back, but there was no way Lear would let him.

“If you want to cum, then cum.”

“Crazy, ah— wait, ngh…!”

A flash of light sparked before his eyes. At the semen that splattered thump-thump onto the desk, Yohan cursed without realizing it.

“Fuck…”

He was out of breath, his windpipe feeling constricted. He had just done something he shouldn’t have. Yohan felt like his legs were about to give out, but just as he muttered another curse and tried to turn his body to push Lear away.

Lear grabbed Yohan’s chin and pushed his tongue between his slightly parted lips. At the same time, he rubbed his own hardened lower body against Yohan’s butt, pressing their bodies even closer.

‘Crazy bastard, why is he so good at kissing?’

He couldn’t help but gulp down his saliva. His tongue tangled with Lear’s, and it felt like his brain was turning to mush. Even though he felt his shorts, which had been barely hanging on, slide down to his ankles in an instant and Lear’s fingers slip into his underwear to start parting him, Yohan couldn’t push Lear away and focused on the kiss.

Then, the moment Lear’s fingers slyly entered between his butt cheeks, Yohan’s expression crumpled, and he finally pulled his lips away.

“Ugh, mmph… wait, no more.”

“Really?”

“Really or not, no means no.”

Yohan pushed away Lear’s hand that was lingering on his lower body and bent over to try and pull his pants back up. However, two of Lear’s fingers plunged deep inside, pressing against Yohan’s inner walls as he spoke.

“We’ve already gone this far, so what’s the harm.”

As if to prove a point, Lear spread his inner walls and persistently pressed on Yohan’s sweet spot with his fingertips. At Yohan’s honest reactions each time, Lear couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

“Can you go home like this?”

“Nngh… stop, it… please.”

“We’ve already done it anyway.”

“Ah…”

“Even if we get caught, there’s probably nothing the FBI can do about it, right? Unless they’re desperate to ruin their own image by spreading rumors all over the place.”

Stimulating Yohan’s thoroughly sensitized insides, Lear wiggled the fingers he had thrust deep inside. Despite not being an Omega, Yohan had become wet and soft, and seeing this, Lear felt a sense of pride, yet also a sense of urgency.

Although they were already bound by law, the fact that he couldn’t form an imprint with Yohan, who was a Beta, still made him anxious. Thanks to that, whenever he had sex with Yohan, his pheromones surged as if he were in rut.

“Hngh… wai… ah.”

He wished Yohan would only look at him. He wished Yohan wouldn’t feel anything for anyone else and would only be held in his arms. He knew very well that if he did that, Yohan would hate him more than anyone, so he behaved himself, but still, he couldn’t help but feel jealous of everything in the world that Yohan faced. Lear stirred Yohan’s insides to a degree that was hard for him to handle and asked in a gentle voice.

“Honey, you don’t like this?”

Yohan twisted his waist, clenching so tightly it felt like he would bite off Lear’s fingers. Lear clicked his tongue once, then abruptly pulled out the fingers that had been thrust deep inside his body, loosening him up. For a moment, Yohan almost came again.

“Ugh…”

As much as his legs were trembling, his body tensed up. He wanted to just collapse onto the desk. But the nagging feeling of not being able to finish properly remained. His insides were not just tingling, but buzzing, and his whole body felt flushed. He couldn’t go home in this state. Of course, he couldn’t go home anyway, since it had been blown up by a bomb.

“If you hate it that much, should we just hug like this and jerk off? I don’t want to do anything my darling hates.”

Spouting words he clearly didn’t mean with a detestable level of insincerity, Lear lightly bit Yohan’s shoulder and began to kiss the area around it.

He was a master at toying with people. He didn’t know how he ended up married to such a fox, but Yohan gulped and let out a breath. He felt like he could die from how vexing Lear was, stimulating him like crazy only to pull away coolly as if nothing had happened, giving him just a taste.

“I’ll do whatever my darling tells me to. So, huh? Yohan, what should we do? Shall we go home?”

Yohan was panting, but then he lightly scratched the back of Lear’s hand, which was holding his stomach firmly, and said.

“Haah… just, hurry up and finish.”

Honestly, at this point, he felt it would be better to get caught after going all the way than to get caught now. With a sense of resignation, Yohan said the words Lear wanted to hear. At that, Lear let out a laugh and kissed Yohan’s cheek over and over again.

“Okay, honey. I’ll finish quickly.”

“Wai… ugh!”

Without giving him time to even catch his breath, Lear’s penis suddenly entered as if it had been waiting. Yohan started to curse but bit his lower lip, braced his hands on the desk, and bowed his head low.

He didn’t know why this damn body had to be so sensitive; it felt like not just his body but his mind was crumbling under Lear’s fingers.

“Agh, crazy… ngh…!”

Just the head was in, but his insides were already throbbing and his legs were trembling. It should be big within reason; because he was an Alpha, he was just ignorantly huge.

No matter how many times they did it, Yohan could never get used to the size, feeling as if it were their first time. His lower back was not just throbbing with a piercing ache, it felt like his body would break. He was already dead tired, and his muscles were so tense that it was harder to endure than usual.

“Aahk, ngh… ugh… ah!”

Lear held Yohan’s stomach more firmly, put his weight into it, and pressed their bodies closer. He hugged Yohan so tightly there was no space between them, to the point he could feel his clothes ride up and their skin touch.

Yohan gasped for breath at the immense volume forcing its way through his insides, letting out a string of curses.

“Fuck, when… ng, hngh… is it all, in? Aahk…!”

At Yohan’s voice, filled with complaints and moans, Lear hugged him even tighter, slipped a hand under his clothes, scraped his nipple with a fingertip, then grabbed his chest firmly and kneaded it. He had said he thought his stamina had dropped lately, and it seemed he’d been working out quite hard because his chest felt bigger today than it did yesterday.

‘Ah, is it because I sucked and licked them so much yesterday?’

Lear twisted his hips slightly and once again pulled Yohan, who was instinctively trying to escape from him, in close. He was a little worried that the hole, which was stretched so wide it wouldn’t be strange if it tore, but Lear stubbornly pushed himself in to the root.

As always, the thin skin of Yohan’s stomach bulged out. Lear, with the hand that had been touching Yohan, gently stroked his stomach and lightly bit his earlobe. He wanted to chew on it and swallow it whole right then and there.

“Nngh, ugh…”

His vision went black. Yohan let out groaning sounds, at a loss for what to do. It hurt so much, and it was so difficult. The pressure bearing down from above and the volume stretching his insides made it hard to breathe. Amidst that, his skin tingled, as if Lear was pouring out so many pheromones that even a Beta could feel them.

Yohan gagged, then swallowed his saliva, his hands gripping the desk trembling.

“Aagh, ngh… hnngh…”

Lear didn’t stop, delving deep to find Yohan’s pleasure points.

“Ughk, ngh… nngh.”

His prostate crushed, Yohan flinched, clenching tightly around Lear’s already snug penis as if he would bite it off.

“Ugh.”

Lear let out a groan and pressed his body down onto Yohan. Because of that, Yohan’s body collapsed. The papers on his desk fell to the floor.

Startled, Yohan’s eyes went wide, and he unconsciously tried to pick up the papers, but Lear pulled him back, pressing down gently on a deep spot inside him.

“Hah, Yohan. Nngh, relax, a little. Huh?”

Yohan shook his head from side to side. Then, as if he couldn’t take it anymore, he tried to grab and touch his own penis to find pleasure. Seeing this, Lear grabbed Yohan’s wrist, pulled it back, and at the same time, began to pound into him, thwack, thwack.

As loud as the sound of their skin slapping together, Yohan’s penis shook wildly, scraping against the desk. Lear clicked his tongue, then pulled Yohan’s body even closer and picked up the pace, stimulating him.

“Ah, aah, ugh… hnngh, ngh…”

Before long, Yohan came once more and leaned his body against Lear. Seeing Yohan like that, Lear gritted his teeth, pulled his penis out to a precarious point, and then slammed back in, deep.

Yohan’s hips trembled minutely. Another string of incredibly rough curses poured from his lips.

“The cursing.”

Lear pressed down firmly on Yohan’s stomach with his palm and moved his hips slowly. It was a different sensation from just before.

“Wa-wai, wait… ah…”

It hadn’t been long since he’d come. It felt like not just everything inside him was being poured out, but that the world was turning upside down. Along with a squelching sound, his tightly closed body opened up, becoming even more inflamed and messed up. Yohan thought anew that he really had done well to marry an Alpha.

“Th-this is, wei… ah, ugh… nngh…”

Yohan flailed at the overwhelming sensation. His body was already sensitive, and Lear was driving him crazy by crushing his prostate.

“Nngh, ngh— aah, ah…!”

As if that wasn’t the end, Lear began to move. He slowly rotated his hips, forcibly parting the inner walls and delving into the deepest parts. It felt like Lear’s penis was pulling out slightly, but then it instantly thrust up to his colon.

“Ugh!”

It felt like his head would explode. More than the pain, the nerve cells all over his body stood on end, drenched in pleasure. Yohan, who almost lost his mind, could only part his lips and barely let out ragged breaths. His stomach was not just churning, it felt like all his insides were about to spew out of his mouth. It was a violent movement.

“Hahk, ngh… Lear… ah…”

Terrified by the immense pleasure, Yohan struggled, twisting his body. But Lear held Yohan even more firmly and pressed down languidly on the deep spot inside him. Semen splattered from Yohan’s penis, which had been leaking precum.

“Nngh, ah, ah… no, way… ngh…”

“Haah… darling, should we make a second child?”

“Cra, ughk, ngh… aahk, ah…”

Thinking that not even porn would torment a partner this relentlessly, Yohan grabbed Lear’s hand that was holding him and tried to pull it away. But he had no strength at all in his body.

“Fuc, Lear… ah, hngh, ugh… ughk, ngh…”

Lear’s lips parted, and he pushed Yohan down onto his desk, holding his pelvis with one hand and pressing down on his waist with the other, then slowly pulled his penis out.

“Ngh, Yohan. Darling.”

“Hahk, ugh…!”

The thread holding his sanity felt like it snapped. It was hard enough on a bed, but it had been a long time since they’d done it like this without anything, and it really felt like he was going to die.

“Nngh, I’m, gonna come… angh…”

At Lear’s hip movements, which were so vigorous they made his vision shake, Yohan quickly felt the urge to come again. Lear hadn’t even come once yet, but he himself, just how many times was he cumming… At Lear’s movements, which pounded into him as if stamping down on his insides, Yohan panted as if he would stop breathing. He didn’t think he could take it anymore. He wondered if it would have been better if he were an Omega, but then again, he thought that it was only because it was him that he could endure this; if it were any other living creature, they probably would have lost consciousness and fainted by now.

“Haah, ah, no way… ah, wai…”

Yohan clenched his jaw and tried to hold back, but he crumbled under the stimulation Lear gave him. A clear liquid, not semen, poured from his penis. Honestly, Yohan wanted to cry.

“Ughk, haah… cra, ah…”

Lear clicked his tongue at Yohan’s gooey state. He hadn’t intended to push him this far, but since things had turned out this way, he wanted to torment Yohan a little more.

“Was it that good? You suddenly squi— ugh!”

Yohan kicked Lear’s leg with his foot. Lear feigned pain, pretending to fall over as he shifted his weight onto Yohan.

“Aahk, Lear…!”

Pushed down onto the wet desk along with Lear’s hot breath, Yohan twisted his hips. But his legs, which had lost their strength, were trembling, and he couldn’t do anything. Besides, at this point, he just wanted to finish quickly and go to sleep.

“Hurry, and cum. Ah…”

As if he were deliberately holding back, Yohan spoke a little irritably at the sight of Lear tormenting him so persistently.

“Honey, inside you… haah… I’ve been holding back. So I could shoot a lot.”

“Ngh, you crazy… pervert, ah…!”

“Not a crazy pervert, I’m your husband.”

Lear let out a laugh, acting shamelessly, and began to pound into Yohan even more relentlessly. With every back and forth thrust, Yohan’s inner walls clenched tightly as if to bite off his member, and Lear found it harder than death to hold back his own climax.

But Lear clenched his jaw, whack, and thrashed his hips like a madman. Each time, Yohan’s inner walls, despite having softened up so much, gripped his penis so tenaciously that it felt like his rut would burst forth.

The thought of whether it was even possible for their bodies to be this compatible was brief.

“Hah, darling.”

In that moment, Lear, who had lost control, felt his penis swell even more and begin to prepare for knotting.

He instantly stopped what he was doing and tried to pull out of Yohan, but he couldn’t, knowing that if he did, Yohan’s rear would not just be messed up, but he’d have to be rushed to the emergency room.

Instead, he hugged Yohan and, with a deep sigh, offered a sincere apology.

“I’m sorry.”

Thanks to that, Yohan’s stomach twisted, no, it felt like it was tearing apart, so painful that tears welled up in his eyes. He unconsciously twisted his body and kicked his feet, trying to escape the pain, but there was nothing he could do.

“Ahk, really… cra, ah… fuc…”

Lear sighed at the sight of Yohan struggling beneath him. He felt like he could die from guilt, but at the same time, a possessive desire boiled up inside him. As he came, filling Yohan’s stomach until it not only bulged but swelled, Lear instinctively attempted to imprint. Of course, he knew it was a futile act, but he couldn’t stop.

“Ughk, ngh… ngh…”

“Stay still, Yohan… you’ll get hurt. Okay?”

Lear soothed him, stroking Yohan’s lower abdomen with his large, warm hand. He muttered apologies dozens of times, waiting for the knot to go down.

Only then did Yohan also sniffle once, stop struggling, and completely entrust his body to Lear. But the sensation of his stomach being filled with semen still felt repulsive. It was probably unavoidable, having been born a Beta.

“You, really… are not in your right mind.”

“I’m sorry, but… with our house gone, I’m allowed to do some crazy things. I’m sure everyone will understand, right?”

“Who would understand, what— ughk…”

Lear, who had been kissing Yohan all over, pulled his penis out of Yohan’s body as soon as the knot loosened. Simultaneously, semen poured out from between Yohan’s legs. But without stopping, Lear turned Yohan’s body over, showered his mouth with kisses, grabbed his butt firmly, lifted him up, and placed him on the desk.

“Really… annoying.”

Yohan accepted Lear’s kisses while a little irritably messing up his hair.

“Honey, surely just the two of us isn’t enough, right?”

What third child, let’s have five, Lear whispered, lightly biting Yohan’s lower lip and kissing him again.

“You dream big.”

“The bigger the dream, the better.”

“Ah… fuck, now I really don’t know anymore.”

Yohan hugged Lear, clinging to him as if his life depended on it. At that, Lear smiled, grabbed Yohan’s butt, and lifted him up effortlessly. Then, looking at that flushed and adorable face, he began to pour out all his lust.

When did we get to the hotel? Yohan’s eyes flew open, and he looked at Lear sleeping on his stomach beside him. He could see his thoroughly messy silver hair and his naturally muscular body. Honestly, the knotting was a bit much. It didn’t seem like he’d hit his head or anything, so why was he so worked up yesterday?

‘Crazy bastard.’

He didn’t know what possessed him to marry a guy like this, but Yohan wondered if his judgment hadn’t been a little hasty.

‘How long do you think you can live being forgiven for your pretty face, Lear Crawford.’

Yohan, who had been glaring daggers at Lear, shook his head and then smacked his back.

With a slap sound, Lear’s brow furrowed deeply, and he lifted his eyelids.

“Fiery first thing in the morning, are we?”

He looked at him with his violet eyes as if to bewitch him, and the words he spoke with a soft laugh were quite playful. Thanks to that, Yohan was able to throw a curse instead of a kiss.

“What the fuck did you do.”

“Honey. You have to do the morning routine first.”

Lear breezily ignored Yohan’s words, reached out, grabbed his waist, and pulled him in.

“Ack, wait!”

Part of it was that his back was weak from yesterday’s aftermath, but Lear was also needlessly strong. This was probably what people meant when they said an Alpha was impossible to handle when they seriously went for it.

“Lear… ugh!”

Yohan was overpowered by Lear’s movement and fell onto the bed.

“If I slip a disk, are you going to take responsibility?”

“Of course I’ll take responsibility. For you, I can do even more than that.”

“What kind of, ridiculous… a broken back doesn’t heal, you know? There’s a limit to how much caregiving can do.”

“But there are advantages. It wouldn’t be so bad if you were just lying in bed.”

“Get lost, seriously. Don’t make my blood pressure rise first thing in the morning.”

Lear burst out laughing at Yohan’s words, casually got on top of him, leaned down, and stretched out both his arms. Yohan, now trapped within Lear’s arms, frowned.

At that, Lear let out a smirk and met Yohan’s eyes.

“Somehow, it feels like before we were married.”

The sight of Lear smiling with his eyes along with his sweet voice was quite nice to look at. Thanks to that, Yohan felt his face flushing for some reason, so he avoided his gaze and grumbled needlessly.

“More importantly, why are you sleeping without clothes on again?”

“You know I always sleep without clothes, why are you being like this?”

“Hah, just get off. Not now.”

“Not what?”

Lear bent his arms and lightly kissed Yohan’s lips.

“No, I mean…”

Yohan pushed against Lear’s chest with both hands, trying to get away from him. If this continued, he might not be able to get out of bed and would waste the whole day. But Lear put on a detestable expression with sparkling eyes.

“Hmm? So, what?”

“You know I have to go to work.”

“There’s still, plenty of time.”

“What do you mean—”

Before Yohan could finish his sentence, Lear bit his lower lip and pushed his tongue in. And as for how skillfully he held and swayed a person, Lear stroked Yohan’s hair with one hand and began to gently explore the inside of his mouth as if ensnaring his tongue. Yohan was helplessly drawn in by the sudden stimulation.

“Mmm…”

A wet and obscene sound echoed in his ears. Yohan, his breath growing short, weakly pushed at Lear’s shoulder.

In that moment, Lear’s lips seemed to part slightly, but then he pushed his tongue in deep again, delivering a passionate kiss.

It felt like having sex might be less stimulating. Lear rubbed against Yohan’s lips as if to swallow them and pressed their bodies even closer.

Yohan could feel Lear’s thick penis growing harder against his stomach. If this kept up, he really might be devoured whole.