⚠ Content note for this chapter: explicit sexual content.
We only kissed today, so maybe I can buy some time?
He felt he needed a lot more… a *lot* more mental preparation.
Of course, all of this thinking only churned inside Eunwon — outwardly, he hadn’t uttered a word yet.
*Hm, looks like he’s thinking complicated thoughts again.*
Watching Eunwon — frozen like a statue, mouth agape, eyes locked completely on his center — Muyoung had already figured out the reason for this sudden agitation. He asked, holding back the laughter threatening to escape.
"What’s with the face. Did you change your mind in the meantime?"
"…It’s not that, I just… I think I… took you, sir… no, this whole thing… a bit too lightly."
Answering with his own seriousness even as his shock-shaken gaze couldn’t leave Muyoung’s "there," Muyoung easily grasped the reason for his abrupt fervor. Swallowing back his laughter, he asked.
"What. Disappointed because mine’s not as good as you expected?"
"No! That’s… that’s absolutely not it…"
Eunwon shook his head quickly and hard. Disappointed because it was *lacking*? No matter how much he wanted to pull out and run, slandering that magnificent thing as "lacking" — even as a lie — was something he, as a fellow man, could never abide, whatever the trait.
Show it to a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand people of any nationality or race, and 100% — no, 101% — would give it a thumbs-up: the size, the girth, the shape, the color of that penis…
While Eunwon still couldn’t tear his eyes from *there*, delivering him detailed assessment, Muyoung — brazenly displaying it as he toweled the water from his wet body — had a fresh emergency brewing in his head.
*Hm, this is a problem…* Honestly.
This shower, undertaken even at the cost of breaking the mood, was partly for cleanliness — but also partly to cool the heat risen to the top of his head, even a little, and pump the brakes for a moment. But—
The heat he’d barely doused by one percent with an unseasonal cold-water rub had shot back up twenty percent under Eunwon’s blatant gaze and utter fascination — bringing Muyoung’s arousal index to a grave 119 percent total, worse than before the shower.
"It’s big… so it’s scary…"
"…Pfft."
Watching Eunwon — who’d spent the whole two days and three nights of the last heat cycle intimately entwined with him — now treating his penis like some strange, fearsome monster, it really sank in that he truly didn’t remember that day.
— *It’s too big… it’s too big, hng… I like it… ah, it feels so full, I like it. Heut!*
He’d wailed like that, singing its praises.
"So what if it’s big? Better big than small, no?"
"…But it’s *too* big… if you just force it in… won’t it tear?"
"No, it’ll fit. I guarantee it."
"…How can you guarantee that? You haven’t even tried it yet…"
Eunwon’s eyes, with an uncharacteristic touch of defiance, left below for a moment and met Muyoung’s — then his lips jutted into a pout. The face was so cute Muyoung burst out laughing again.
*Because I’ve tried it.*
*How good our compatibility was back then.*
"It won’t tear, really."
"…"
"Would hyungie ever hurt his honey?"
Eunwon — who took it so deliciously and acted coy about it — was especially cute. Knowing it was effectively his first time, since he had no memory, he understood why he was this scared — but he was worried he’d take back his "all ready" and run, so Muyoung whispered in a tender, coaxing tone.
Muyoung approached Eunwon — still curled like a pill bug on the vanity, armored in his blanket — and pecked him lightly with a *smooch*.
The only parts exposed were him reddened face and him peeking toes, so those were the only places he could kiss and stroke.
I get that it’s scary. Of course, it’s your first time.
Muyoung spoke unhurriedly, as if he understood his worry, pressing his body close and earnest — kissing every corner of his face, *smooch smooch*, trying to reassure him.
Meanwhile, between Eunwon’s white feet, he stealthily slipped his penis — which had been aching, unable to reach him — and rubbed it against them.
"…Hngh."
At the heavy size and volume felt even through him feet, and the burning heat, Eunwon let out a moan. Startled by his own sound, he clapped his mouth shut — and Muyoung left a light, laughter-tinged peck on the tip of him nose with a *smooch*.
How about getting friendly with it like this first — less scary then?
With the languid smile Eunwon liked and a tender tone, he whispered — and as he started another deep, thick kiss, Muyoung began to rock his hips, mellow and slow.
Eunwon’s body, which had gone rigid with realistic fear for a moment, softened smoothly again — perceptible even outside the blanket.
Rubbing him feet against his penis felt more scratchy than slick — but body heat alone was enough to send the mood skyrocketing in an instant. The breaths spilling between Eunwon’s lips grew hotter and quicker.
And so, as the natural order of things—
The hands clutching the blanket tight slowly lost their strength. Not missing the opening, Muyoung’s big hand — which had been groping only over the blanket — slipped naturally inside.
Desperately burrowing in to press closer to his omega — and then. Something he hadn’t noticed earlier was laid bare through the slipped blanket.
"You were wearing my clothes?"
"…"
From the living room sofa until just now. Hidden by the blanket, he hadn’t known. The shirt, a little roomy on Eunwon — a custom piece with Muyoung’s initials embroidered on the cuff. And besides—
Below it were bare legs.
Before the red-faced Eunwon could stop him, Muyoung’s hands plunged boldly under the shirt and grabbed his buttocks.
"Not even wearing panties."
Muyoung’s arousal rose another twenty percent — 139 percent total. His vision flashed white; he nearly got dizzy.
"Alphas like this kind of thing, so… I thought maybe you’d like it too, sir…?"
"…So you were… waiting like this to please me?"
Muyoung suddenly wanted to interrogate Eunwon.
*You said you didn’t know anything.*
*That you were worried I’d find you boring.*
Boring, my ass. The Seo Eunwon before his eyes right now was so stimulating that he was worried the blood vessels in his overheated body might burst as-is.
Dizzy with the boiling heat in his brain, Muyoung could feel even the breaths through his nose burning like lava.
His eyes completely turned, Muyoung threw Eunwon onto the bed and climbed over him. Watching cutely as he tugged the shirt hem down, hiding him erect center — he grabbed behind him knees and pressed, spreading him legs wide open.
And the secret places of his omega, helplessly exposed — he looked down at them with eyes blazing as if lit with fire, and before Eunwon could defend himself, buried his face in them without further ado.
"Aah, aahng!"
At the hot breath and the sensation of wet flesh pouring over the most sensitive part of him — where not even a touch, let alone another’s breath, had ever landed — the startled Eunwon thrashed with a splash, letting out a shallow scream.
But Muyoung didn’t budge — like a long-starved beast, he buried his face in Eunwon’s crotch, licking and wetting the pink penis, testicles, and tightly closed hole brazenly with his tongue, sucking and pulling.
"It’s not okay… ah, it’s weird…"
At those words, he mischievously took his penis into his mouth instead, sucking enthusiastically with *slurps* — then, shoving the sensitized glans into one cheek like a big lollipop, mumbled.
"Who told you that? Who did you have this kind of dirty talk with, hmm?" Naturally, his enunciation wasn’t great. He could have just let go of the glans in his mouth for a moment — but the tenacious Muyoung had no intention of doing so.
Still, the interrogation-like questions continued in slow, muffled pronunciation. It was something he had to confirm.
There was no way the innocent Seo Eunwon had come up with the idea of seducing him bare-bodied in an alpha’s shirt all on his own.
"Hngh, aah… uh, uhh…"
Completely out of him mind with the first pleasure he’d ever felt, Eunwon let out a whining moan — yet shook his head busily at the persistent question.
"It’s not that, it’s an app…"
"Just… a counseling, *hah*, AI, aah… artificial intelligence, *euh*, told me."
*Ah, that thing.*
PurPle or Peeple or whatever.
Thinking of that detestable AI — the scrap of data that had seized the honor of hearing Eunwon’s most private worries — Muyoung felt relieved, at least, that the target of this dirty talk with Eunwon wasn’t a "person" with a physical form — even as a sudden, childish jealousy and sulkiness welled up.
*Slurp.* Onto the pink glans, soaked with Muyoung’s saliva and his own precum, Muyoung granted a moment’s freedom — and warned in clear pronunciation.
"From now on, no dirty talk with other guys."
"Th-that, it wasn’t a person…"
"Not with AIs either. Just do it with me."
"Dirty stuff — actions or talk, anything — only with me, promise. If you’re curious about something, ask me. I’ll tell you everything, whatever it is."
In bed together, nearly naked. Even with his penis in his mouth, sucking wetly. Muyoung making this childish demand with a serious face was bewildering — but on the other hand, it also felt like something that could only be said now, at the start of their first time…
And more than anything, the subtle possessiveness he showed without hiding it made his heart ache with how much he liked it — enough to summon the timid delusion that he was acting like this because he liked him.
"…Mm, okay. I will."
Even amid pleasure fierce enough to melt him reason, Eunwon — always so good and compliant — meekly promised, just like that.
Cha Muyoung poured four weeks of starved desire entirely into sucking Eunwon’s crotch. Until the pale-pink penis, damply wet, flushed a deeper red.
Feeling the sharp climax churning in him lower belly, Eunwon begged pitifully to be let go for just a moment — but Muyoung held out, keeping the red, pretty penis in his mouth to the very end. In the end, Eunwon’s first ejaculation was swallowed whole, without a drop left, deep into Muyoung’s throat.
Soaked in the pleasure that bleached his head white enough to turn him into an idiot, and the afterglow of climax, Eunwon lay sprawled defenseless — and burying his nose in him tender flesh, inhaling him thick scent, Muyoung soon lowered his lips further, wearing a deeply satisfied face.
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