STIDM 32

The room was unbearably hot. Yan Lu lay limp on the bed, limbs spread. Zhong Zong hadn’t pulled out. Worried about crushing him, he simply rolled over while keeping Yan Lu in his arms.

His lower belly was swollen, filled with cum. Face still flushed, Yan Lu reached up and touched the back of his neck. “It’s a little sore.”

“It’ll feel better soon.”

“Let me bite yours too.”

“You already bit it last time.”

Yan Lu lifted his hips, letting Zhong Zong’s cock slip out now that the knot had finally gone down after cumming.

He braced himself on his sore waist and stubbornly leaned over to bite the back of Zhong Zong’s neck.

The tattoo there was still red and slightly swollen. Yan Lu felt both pain and excitement at the sight. He liked seeing Zhong Zong hurt for him.

He stuck out his tongue and slowly licked over the swollen skin and the mark. Wrapping his arms around Zhong Zong from behind, he slid his hands over that perfect chest, eyes darkening. Then he sank his teeth deep into the Alpha’s nape.

Blood welled up instantly. Zhong Zong winced, eyes narrowing at the sting. When Yan Lu finally let go, Zhong Zong turned and pulled him into his arms. Yan Lu was flushed with excitement, licking the blood from his lips with the tip of his tongue.

The pain only made the desire worse. The Omega in his arms had damp skin that rubbed against his thigh, slick and sticky. Zhong Zong lifted him by the waist and brought him down over his hips. Yan Lu obediently spread his legs, taking the Alpha’s hardened cock back inside him.

His thighs trembled as the sensitive walls inside were stretched again. That tingling rush crawled up from his toes to the top of his head. Holding onto Zhong Zong’s shoulders, he shifted his ass and adjusted his position. With a squelch, the cock pushed past the opening of his reproductive cavity and slid deeper inside.

Pleasure and pain collided. That spot twitched wildly, clenching and tugging at the thick shaft inside. Yan Lu kissed the corner of Zhong Zong’s lips, then began to bounce his hips fast, ass smacking wetly against Zhong Zong’s lower abdomen with sharp, slick slaps.

Yan Lu moved his hips with strength, thighs clamping tight around Zhong Zong. The harsh up-and-down motion made the slick mess inside slosh and spill everywhere. Their cum mixed into thick foam, squelching loud and wet with every movement.

Yan Lu reached back and spread his own ass. The slippery mess there was so much, even he could barely keep a grip on himself.

Zhong Zong held onto his waist, thrusting upward to meet him. The womb entrance, which had only just closed up a little, was forced open again. The cum that had been pumped inside earlier spilled back out in waves. Yan Lu held his ass open, eyes wet as he whispered.

“It’s all coming out…”

Zhong Zong answered in a low voice.

“Yeah, it really is.”

Before the words had even faded, he was already thrusting again. Holding Yan Lu close, he fucked him all the way to the edge of the bed. Without pulling out, he shifted position and stood up, still buried deep inside.

The change in angle pushed his cock even further. The entire head sank past the cervix, almost hitting the uterine wall.

Yan Lu’s mouth fell open, eyes nearly rolling back. The overwhelming stimulation left his mind blank. Before he could catch his breath, Zhong Zong was already holding him up by the ass, fucking into him while standing.

Slick mixed with cum splattered everywhere with each thrust. That thick, flushed cock pulled out almost completely, only to drive right back in to the root. Yan Lu clung to him with arms and legs wrapped tight, letting the powerless parts of his body be pounded without mercy.

His legs could barely stay together anymore. His whole body was going limp, but he didn’t dare let go of the tight grip around Zhong Zong’s shoulders and waist.

His lower belly ached with a deep pressure. He was desperate to come, but the cock ring held him locked, denying release. The crushing edge of orgasm being shoved down over and over made him cry without even realizing it.

The ache in his hole kept growing, turning into a weak, pulsing soreness. A thick gush of slick spilled out of him, flooding down like rain. Wave after wave poured out. Yan Lu cried out uncontrollably, not even sure what sounds he was making anymore.

He couldn’t cum, couldn’t stop. That throbbing ache, that pressure building deep inside, was driving him insane.

He begged Zhong Zong to take off the cock ring. Zhong Zong just kept holding him tighter and fucking him harder, until he couldn’t even get the words out anymore. Then he pressed him up against the wall, finally pausing his movements.

“Your heat’s gonna last a few days. Can you take it?”

“Just fucking take it off. I can take it.”

Zhong Zong pulled out, flipped him around, raised his leg, and shoved back in deep.

He bit down on the back of Yan Lu’s neck, flooding him with dominant pheromones. The clash of their scent, heavy and sweet, filled the room, leaving Yan Lu completely limp. He couldn’t even open his mouth to speak.

When Zhong Zong knotted and came again, Yan Lu came just from getting fucked. His cock, swollen and red from the tight ring, could only leak a pathetic stream of precum. He didn’t even get to ejaculate.

His belly felt tight and swollen. Zhong Zong carried him back to the bed.

As the aftershocks faded and Yan Lu caught his breath, he looked up to see Zhong Zong holding a nutrition bar and pushing it toward his mouth.

After puffing out his cheeks and finishing the bar, Yan Lu was handed a pill by Zhong Zong.

He swallowed it obediently before asking, “What is this?”

“Birth control.”

There was a pause.

Seeing the odd look on Yan Lu’s face, Zhong Zong reached over and gently ran his fingers through his hair. “What’s wrong?”

“Does getting marked always mean you have to have a kid?”

“Of course not. That’s what the pill is for.”

Another silence.

“Yan Yan, what are you worried about?”

Yan Lu hesitated, slowly sitting up. He looked at Zhong Zong, his voice cautious.

“Is it okay if… I don’t want kids?”

Zhong Zong froze for a moment at those words. He looked at Yan Lu for a long while before finally asking, “You mean… not even in the future?”

“No, I mean not now.”

Zhong Zong didn’t say anything more. He simply climbed into bed and pulled Yan Lu into his arms, gently stroking his hair like he was comforting him.

“Don’t be afraid. I wouldn’t let you get pregnant at this stage anyway.”

Yan Lu hesitated, then finally spoke the truth he had been holding in.

“I don’t really want kids. Maybe I’m just not mentally ready, but to be honest, my temper’s just like my old man’s. I’m scared I wouldn’t be able to raise a child properly. And more than that… I’ve never even thought seriously about giving birth.”

“You’re not like Uncle Yan.”

“I am.”

Yan Lu shook his head stubbornly, like he didn’t want to hear a single word of reassurance. Zhong Zong sighed and just held him tighter around the waist.

“Then from now on, I’ll wear protection and stay out of your reproductive cavity. Don’t take so much of that stuff. It’s not good for your body.”

Yan Lu looked a little tense. He lifted his head and met Zhong Zong’s eyes.

“Maybe I’ll never be ready.”

Zhong Zong stayed quiet. He didn’t know what to say. A child was something two people should decide on together. Since Yan Lu didn’t want one, there was no way he could force it.

After saying everything on his mind, Yan Lu suddenly felt a pang of regret.

Even though the idea of having a child scared him, it still felt like he was cutting off Zhong Zong’s options completely. It felt selfish.

But before he could think any further, the next wave of heat crashed into him.

Their bodies tangled again, clinging to each other, rolling together in bed as the heat took over once more.