You Said It Was Mine…

He had already seen it, making Haejin want to crawl into a hole, but now he was touching it too. His face went pale, then blue with shock.

Beomwoo’s standards of hygiene tended to blur when it came to Haejin, but seeing him not only witness such an unsanitary, primal moment but then unhesitatingly touch what was presumably urine doubled the shock.

Haejin’s rabbit-like eyes went wide, his lower lip trembling as he tried to stop him, but Beomwoo smiled strangely, as if amused by his reaction.

It was better that he seemed amused rather than disgusted or horrified, but the shame multiplied. Haejin, on the verge of tears, trembled as he spoke.

“Hnn, that’s why, I told you not to… I said I needed to go to the bathroom…”

“Haha, it’s fine. It’s nothing. This kind of thing.”

He knew there hadn’t been another option, but he could have waited for the urge to subside… There might have been other ways.

So Haejin spoke with a hint of resentment, blaming him, but Beomwoo just laughed at his complaining.

What was so amusing about it… He knew Beomwoo hadn’t deliberately pushed him to make a mistake, but his teasing reaction made it feel like he had.

“What do you mean it’s nothing… Hngh!”

Haejin tried to glare at Beomwoo reproachfully, but the brief pause in hip movement resumed, cutting off his words.

Like the heightened sensitivity after an orgasm, it was the same now. After releasing that unknown fluid, his entire body felt like an erogenous zone, every sensation sharp.

Just moments ago, he had been pouting, thinking this was all Beomwoo’s fault, but when the motion naturally resumed, Haejin’s body jerked and he looked at Beomwoo with startled eyes.

He looked at Beomwoo as if to ask what he was doing, but Beomwoo instead seemed to question why Haejin was making that face. Still looking amused, he spoke again.

“I like everything.”

“Hnn, what…?”

“So, show me everything.”

“No, what more—ngh…! Aah!”

Beomwoo spoke as if wanting to see more, and began moving his hips again.

He was going to continue in this state? No matter how love-struck he was, it was hard to believe he could like even this. It was also incomprehensible how he was still aroused amidst this…

And what? Show him everything? He wanted to see this again? Doing such a thing again would be insane—he wanted to say it was nonsense, but the renewed thrusting swallowed his words in moans.

If it was just pain like before, he could at least ask him to stop, but now he couldn’t even say that. As if the pain had vanished, overwhelming pleasure flooded his senses.

His rear, clenching tightly around the cock, was slick with natural lubricant. The member that had released so much fluid seemed empty, but after a few thrusts, it was erect again.

It was his body, but it felt foreign. Normally, even Beomwoo’s ordinary erection was overwhelming, so how could this knotted size not be excruciating? He didn’t know if his body had changed, or if the abnormal flood of alpha pheromones from the rut had triggered his own heat cycle.

Flustered, unable to push him away or do anything, Beomwoo seemed to notice the change. Unlike earlier, when he could barely move, he now moved boldly.

“Hyaak, hngh, aah!”

“Fuuh, ha…!”

When clear-headed, Haejin was embarrassed to make sounds during intimacy, but now he had no mind to suppress them or lower his voice.

The sharp slapping of skin and ragged breathing filled their ears, the bed squeaking as it shook with them. He didn’t even know what sounds were coming from his mouth.

He wasn’t conscious of how he cried out, how they craved and devoured each other. Beomwoo acted as if no rationality should remain, faithfully following instinct like two animals in heat.

The heat enveloping them seemed like an eternal flame, but the sensation of an impending climax built again, and instinctively, Haejin knew Beomwoo was close too.

“Hnn, ngh, Beomwoo-ssi…!”

As Haejin called out and reached for him, Beomwoo understood and lowered himself, letting Haejin embrace him.

Haejin wrapped his freed legs tightly around Beomwoo. He wanted to feel him, accept him with his whole body.

Normally, Beomwoo would hold back, teasing him to the end, but in rut with a knot, he seemed to have no such luxury, picking up the pace.

They embraced each other completely—above, below, even deep inside. Beomwoo pressed with his full weight, as if trying to imprint himself into the deepest part of Haejin’s body. Burying himself to the hilt, his brow furrowed sharply.

“Ngh…!”

“Haah, ah! Ahh!”

Beomwoo let out a guttural groan, releasing deep inside.

Haejin climaxed with him. A previously untouched space seemed to open, filling with something, as he reached his peak. Even with a condom, he didn’t know why it felt so hot inside, like something was filling him.

Even with the knot, Beomwoo moved his hips gently a few times, as if to push the semen deeper. With the condom, it wouldn’t go anywhere, but as rut and knots were phenomena for reproduction, it was likely instinctual.

The gentle pressure against his swollen inner walls after repeated thrusts was unbearably stimulating, but Haejin could only moan “Hnn…” and squirm. The abnormally swollen member from the knot had subsided, but he had no strength left.

As he lay limp like a drained creature, panting, the member that had been leaving its mark slowly withdrew.

The feeling of the textured surface scraping his sensitized inner walls as it pulled out made him shiver. As the thick head slipped out, something gushed from the opening.

Omegas would moisten the rear with natural lubricant when aroused, but it wasn’t like this. It was more than dampness; it had never actually flowed out…

The sensation was similar to something he’d felt in his past life. Just as he thought, “Surely not…”, Beomwoo exhaled a sigh and spoke.

“Ha… Damn. Looks like the condom broke.”

“Hah… What…?”

The condom broke? Summoning strength from his exhausted body, he turned his head. White semen was dripping from the condom Beomwoo held.

Perhaps it was a faulty condom, but the sudden knot had likely caused it to swell abnormally and tear.

There was such a thing as emergency contraception, but it wasn’t as reliable as using a condom. So it was a big deal, but perhaps due to the post-coital lethargy blanketing his body, he couldn’t bring himself to worry much.

Besides, he was a recessive omega with infertility; they had tried so hard in the past life and never conceived. So even with rut and knot, he doubted the worry would materialize so easily.

Haejin looked at Beomwoo, who seemed flustered, and spoke in a voice drained of energy.

“It’s… okay…”

“…….”

“After all… it’s yours… Beomwoo-ssi’s…”

When Haejin spoke weakly, Beomwoo’s expression, which had been flustered and watching Haejin’s reaction, hardened.

It was a serious face, making Haejin wonder if he’d said something strange, but his mind was too hazy to think deeply. Beomwoo closed his eyes tightly, then opened them, grabbing Haejin’s hips and pulling them toward himself.

“Haah, I finally calmed down… This won’t do.”

“What? What do you—Beomwoo-ssi…? Ah…!”

Haejin was pulled limply like a doll, bewildered, but then something hard touched his moist opening.

Even after climax, prolonged intercourse, and a knot, his heat showed no sign of subsiding.

This wasn’t an ordinary alpha’s rut. It was a dominant alpha’s. It wasn’t something that would end with just that. And his imprinted omega had just positively affirmed the possibility of creating their own child. It would be stranger if he wasn’t stimulated.

Wait, that’s not what I meant to say…?

It had been an accident, and he had said it was okay because he truly felt that way. He hadn’t meant to stimulate Beomwoo at all. His stamina had been depleted long ago; it wouldn’t be strange if he passed out right then.

Haejin was flustered, trying to convince him he couldn’t go on, but trying to stop a man whose rut heat hadn’t subsided, who was now even more aroused, was futile.