Chapter 42

Coarse vulgarities tumbled from Yu-gyeom’s lips without his consent. He wanted to show Rian just how lewd his body looked. Watching the inner walls of Rian’s rear passage pull outwards in wet folds as they clamped greedily around his thick, dark red cock, Yu-gyeom felt a sudden wave of climax surge through him.

Unlike the front slit, the rear hole yielded and stretched accommodatingly the more Yu-gyeom shoved inside.

“Look at this bright red hole on a grown-ass boy. What am I going to do when my baby tastes this delicious, huh?!” Yu-gyeom growled, thrusting violently.

Smack, smack! Rian’s pale buttocks bruised a tender scarlet beneath the onslaught. It was baffling how even his back pussy wept continuous streams of wetness.

Each time Kwon Rian’s body was rocked violently back and forth by the brutal pounding, the water in the bathtub surged and sloshed over the sides.

Flexing with extreme tension, the muscles in Yu-gyeom’s thighs coiled and twitched. As his firm glutes contracted sharply, the semen he erupted surged deep into Rian’s rear canal. At that overwhelming influx, Rian’s eyes rolled back into his head.

Throwing his head back into the thick steam, Rian screamed shamelessly, “Hiiik! Hngh, hahn! I love it, hyung… Harder!”

An unbearable ecstasy rippled up Rian’s spine and pierced straight into his brain. The pheromones laced within Yu-gyeom’s seed saturated Rian’s cells layer by layer.

Rian felt as though his entire body were floating on air. Surely no pleasure in the world could ever surpass this. Drowning in an indescribable climax, Rian squeezed his lower passages with everything he had.

Plunge, squelch.

Yu-gyeom collapsed against him, panting heavily as he groaned, “Haaah…”

When Yu-gyeom drove into him one last time right to the base, both Rian’s rear hole and front slit twitched in unison, rippling through rapid, sustained contractions. It was a prolonged, devastating orgasm.

Rian’s thighs trembled weakly, and his swollen, reddened openings bore clear testament to the terrifying depths of ecstasy through which he had just swam.

Yu-gyeom gave Rian’s flushed buttock a firm squeeze.

Brushing damp strands of hair from Rian’s temple, Yu-gyeom whispered fondly, “Look at you, baby, you’ve turned into such a loose little hole.”

The dilated entrance fluttered hungrily, as if seeking something more to swallow.

Yu-gyeom could only regret that he possessed but a single cock. How wildly would his baby writhe in ecstasy if two cocks could be shoved into him at once?

“Hngh… hyung…” Rian slurred softly.

“Yeah, good boy. You did so well, Rian,” Yu-gyeom praised him gently.

Wrapping his arms securely around Kwon Rian, who had slumped limply into the bathtub, Yu-gyeom leaned back into the water with him. Their entwined bodies submerged together in the warm bathwater, intimately joined.

From between Rian’s thighs, still shuddering in the aftermath of pleasure, pheromones continued to seep out bit by bit. Yu-gyeom reached down and stirred the bathwater, letting the scent dissolve naturally into the bath. A shiver ran through Yu-gyeom at the sensation of Rian’s pheromones soaking deep into every layer of his own skin.

Soon, Kwon Rian’s soft breathing grew quiet and steady. The little brat had passed out completely from exhaustion.

“Fool,” Yugyeom murmured affectionately.

Yugyeom swept Rian’s hair back from his brow and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead. Rian remained nestled securely in Yugyeom’s arms.

The soft swell of Rian’s buttocks pressed flush against him felt deliciously plump. Though Yugyeom wanted nothing more than to thrust his hips upward and take him again, he firmly suppressed the urge. Above all, he simply wished to stay like this, holding Rian in his embrace.

For a long time, Yugyeom quietly savored the sweet peony fragrance drifting from Rian.

Yugyeom gently touched Rian’s sleeping eyelids. “When did you grow up so much?”

Although Rian still fit perfectly into his embrace, Yugyeom felt a bitter pang of resentment at how Rian constantly seemed to be slipping from his grasp. After how devotedly he had raised Rian all these years…

To think Rian had come home reeking of another Alpha bastard’s pheromones. A cold sense of betrayal sank heavy into Yugyeom’s chest.

Yugyeom tightened his hold around Rian. How wonderful would it be if Rian lived like a bird locked inside his cage, looking only at him forever?

If necessary, Yugyeom was ready to snap Rian’s wings just to keep him by his side. That resolve had never wavered, neither in the past nor now.

Yugyeom rested his head back and closed his eyes. He felt a little weary.

Dawn was still thick with shadows, and as white steam filled the bathroom, the two men held each other and drifted into a brief slumber.

It was a peaceful, tranquil moment.

* * *

“Ngh…” A soft whimper slipped past Rian’s lips.

It was early morning when Rian woke up. He had been roused by a slick, greasy sensation between his thighs. Soon enough, he realized what that foreign feeling was.

Yugyeom had laid Rian onto his stomach and was gently applying ointment to his swollen hole.

“Did you sleep well?” Yugyeom asked gently.

His brother’s tender smile banished the last traces of sleep from Rian’s mind.

Blinking sleepily, Rian mumbled, “What are you doing…?”

“I’m putting ointment on you. I must have gone too far last night. You’re torn all over,” Yugyeom said.

Rian flinched, whimpering, “Ah, it hurts.”

“I know. So why did you go and do something that was bound to hurt?” Yugyeom replied.

Squirming against the pillow, Rian whimpered, “Ngh, it tickles…”

Burying his face in his arms, Rian let out a muffled groan. Seeing him squirm and tremble so much over mere ointment, Yugyeom felt a sudden surge of worry.

“I told you that you shouldn’t spill yourself so loosely everywhere. I’m truly worried about you,” Yugyeom murmured with a quiet click of his tongue.

Rian pouted, whining in mild grievance, “Hyung, I’m not like that…”

With a sullen pout on his lips, Rian protested Yugyeom’s accusation. Having finished applying the ointment, Yugyeom picked up a small container roughly the size of an infant’s fist before pulling Rian’s boxer briefs back up.

“What’s that?” Rian asked.

Rian cast a curious glance at the unfamiliar object he had never seen before.

Yugyeom held up the small glass vial. “It’s an inner perfume that suppresses pheromones. I’m going to apply a few drops to your underwear.”

“Huh?!” Rian cried in astonishment.

Yugyeom repeated calmly, “A suppressant.”

“…Why?” Rian asked hesitantly.

When Rian knitted his brows in confusion, Yugyeom’s expression turned uncompromisingly stern.

“Didn’t I tell you?” Yugyeom answered firmly. “If you go around spilling your scent anywhere, trashy bastards will do terrible things to you.”

“…You’re scaring me. Don’t say things like that,” Rian whispered, trembling.

Letting out a heavy, weary sigh, Yugyeom murmured, “Rian, you truly know nothing of the world.”

Only after tapping two drops of the suppressant perfume into Rian’s boxer briefs did Yugyeom help him straighten his clothes.

Once dressed, Rian sat up on the bed. He wrapped his arms around his knees and curled into a tight ball, looking just like a puppy that had gotten into trouble. The eyes gazing up at Yugyeom were so thoroughly harmless that Yugyeom momentarily wondered if this was truly the same wanton creature who had taken his cock into his mouth at dawn.

Yet Yugyeom knew better. Kwon Rian was no docile puppy; he was a sly, cunning little cat.

Yugyeom drew Rian into his arms. As though he had been waiting for that very embrace, Rian burrowed deep into his brother’s chest. The sheer comfort was so wonderful that Rian closed his eyes and soaked in Yugyeom’s soothing warmth.

Rian tugged tentatively at the hem of his brother’s sleeve. “Hyung, don’t be mad…”

Whenever Yugyeom grew angry, Rian felt so frantic and anxious that he thought he might lose his mind.

“Rian, I’m terrified that you’ll be corrupted by bad influences,” Yugyeom confessed quietly.

Looking up with beseeching eyes, Rian pleaded, “Hyung, I just had a few drinks with my friends and hung out, that’s all…”

“No. That Kim Taeju next to you is an Alpha,” Yugyeom pointed out coldly.

Yugyeom pushed Rian back slightly and met his eyes with a chilled stare. Rian shrank his shoulders inward.

“None of that matters, Hyung. I only like it when Hyung kisses me, hugs me, and has sex with me,” Rian said earnestly.

Crawling forward on hands and knees, Rian reached out toward Yugyeom. He whined softly as he clung to Yugyeom’s neck, rubbing his cheek against the elder man’s. The delicate softness of Rian’s cheek brushed against Yugyeom’s skin.

Yugyeom’s expression softened as he murmured, “Rian.”

“Yes. I’m sorry. From now on, I’ll only do whatever Hyung tells me to do,” Rian promised.

“My baby, Rian,” Yugyeom breathed against his skin.

Rian hummed softly in reply, “Mm-hmm.”

My Rian, just like a sweet little kitten.

Yugyeom gently nipped at Rian’s earlobe before releasing it, his warm breath fanning across his skin.

“You are my everything, Kwon Rian,” Yugyeom whispered in a low voice.