Woosung Alpha’s Sour Grapes

Chapter 27

Tae-geon, feeling the orgasm approaching, increased the pace of his thrusting. Each time Tae-geon’s dick went in and out, Hyeon-woo’s thin belly swelled up and shrunk back down repeatedly.  

As the tip of Tae-geon’s pillar repeatedly hit the point on the inner wall, Hyeon-woo’s lifeless dick reflexively began to harden. Its current shape, standing rigidly upright, was much more pleasing than when it had been limply hanging.

When Tae-geon reached out and shook Hyeon-woo’s dick up and down, droplets quickly formed at the tip of the glans. After scratching the glans opening a few times with his fingernail, it spat out thick semen.  

Hyeon-woo’s pubic hair, which had repeatedly gotten soaked and dried with semen that had dripped down like this, was stained whitish and glistened slickly. Tae-geon, who had been twirling that pubic hair around his finger and teasing it, spread his palm wide and pressed down firmly on Hyeon-woo’s lower abdomen. 

“…Heuk.”

A groan full of pain flowed from the unconscious Hyeon-woo’s mouth at the sudden pressure. He could clearly feel his dick tightly contained in Hyeon-woo’s insides. Although he felt satisfaction at that, it was only momentary. Once again, a terrible hunger overwhelmed Tae-geon.

“Keuk!”

Tae-geon, thrusting his waist deep into Hyeon-woo’s insides, burst out semen for who knows how many times. Tae-geon’s lower abdomen, with veins prominently bulging, wriggled in time with the pulsing of his ejaculating dick.

As the alpha’s hot semen shot directly at the point, semen that had by now turned clear as water flowed from Hyeon-woo’s dick that had gotten hard on its own. Tae-geon’s eyes below, gazing blankly at Hyeon-woo’s slutty body responding to pleasure even while unconscious, were red with passion.  

When Tae-geon, who had been enjoying the afterglow of ejaculation, pulled his cock out, Tae-geon’s semen that had pooled full inside began to pour out. Seeing the hole opening and closing as it spat out the semen he had pumped in, blood rushed down again.

“…Ha.”

A short sigh burst from Tae-geon’s mouth, disgusted with himself. Tae-geon, lifting Hyeon-woo with one arm, immediately thrust two fingers into Hyeon-woo’s hole. When he spread the fingers that had been pushed in all the way to the base wide apart inside, the semen that hadn’t managed to leak out flowed endlessly outside along the fingers, dripping.

After roughly emptying out the insides, Tae-geon deeply nestled the head of the unconscious Hyeon-woo against his neck. In an embracing position, he put his arms under Hyeon-woo’s knees and spread them wide left and right, then aimed the angry tip of his thing at the exposed hole and entered Hyeon-woo’s body by lowering it.

“Keuk….”

He wasn’t in his right mind. It was the same for Hyeon-woo. The whole time he was being skewered down there, he chanted Tae-geon’s name over and over with saliva drooling from his mouth.  

Tae-geon, Tae-geon, ah, good, so good. No, I hate it. Stop, stop it, I hate it, stop, stop, ha, ah, good. So good, Tae-geon. Tae-geon.

Whenever those lips spouting incoherent moans recited his name, his heart pounded as if it would burst. Each time he burst semen into the insides of Hyeon-woo calling his name, a thrilling pleasure he had never felt before shot from his back to the top of his head. 

The thing that had hardened like a weapon soon after ejaculating cried out to be let into Hyeon-woo’s insides again.

It should have been shocking. He should have been furious with betrayal and displeasure at being regarded as an object of lust by his precious childhood friend. But instead, he got more excited.  

It was confusing. He thought there must be something wrong with him for getting aroused by the omega he should despise, for ravishing his childhood friend.

Tae-geon, who had been letting out moans at the sensation of the inner walls stickily wrapping around his dick, put aside all thoughts. Emptying his mind, he increased the intensity of his thrusting while moving his hips like a beast.

A thirst that wasn’t quenched no matter how much he pounded tormented Tae-geon. 

Tae-geon didn’t know that his alpha instincts were crazy, searching for the G-spot that should exist somewhere in Hyeon-woo’s inner walls. No matter how much he stirred and poked, Hyeon-woo had no more holes to be pierced.

*

His eyelids didn’t open easily as if heavy weights were attached to them. The first thing he saw with his barely secured vision was an unfamiliar ceiling.  

Blinking his sticky eyes, Hyeon-woo realized this place was a hotel. Only then did he recall that he had come here because of his heat cycle. His hazy mind gradually cleared.

Through the glass window with drawn curtains, the dimming sky at dusk could be seen. On the black sea that was beginning to darken, the faint lights of a few squid fishing boats floated here and there.

His whole body ached as if he had been pummeled all over, and he couldn’t move a single step.

During the intermittent moments he had fainted, his only memory was of being shaken while being fucked by the alpha. Being held in the alpha’s arms and moaning in pleasure, cumming over and over again. This time, he clearly learned that even the ultimate orgasm could become painful.  

It was completely different from the previous heat cycle. Unlike before when he had fainted repeatedly because even the slightest increase in the alpha’s pheromones made it difficult to breathe, this time, he had lost consciousness due to the unbearable pleasure.

He felt himself getting more excited in proportion to the alpha’s pheromones getting thicker. This time, the insides of his lower abdomen also stimulated Hyeon-woo’s senses with pleasure rather than pain. He had felt countless orgasms while being fucked by the alpha. In that sensation, there was no more pain.

Hyeon-woo barely sat up. A short scream burst out of his mouth at the pain of his bottom being split.

“…Ahk! Damn it.”

How much did you pound into an unconscious person? Crazy bastard.

He looked around while panting, but there was no one in the room. Of course. That’s why the blindfold had been taken off.

Checking the date on his phone, two days had already passed. His heart sank. He had disappeared on Tae-geon for two days without a word.

He hurriedly tried to open the message window, but one message that had arrived from Tae-geon caught Hyeon-woo’s attention.

[Something came up, so I’ll be at the main house for a while. Don’t worry.]

“Ha, thank god.”

That was close. 

Hyeon-woo sighed in relief. 

Turning his head, he noticed a trolley next to the bed. When he got down to the floor, a terrible pain surged from his buttocks up to his spine. Letting out a short moan of euk, Hyeon-woo changed his mind and laid his body back on the bed, rolling over to the side to head towards the trolley.  

Judging by the delicious smell, it seemed to be room service the alpha had ordered. Come to think of it, he had starved for two days. Even if you’re going to pound me, you should at least feed me while pounding. Hyeon-woo grumbled inwardly.

As he lifted each silver dome, neat dishes were revealed one after another. He roughly shoved a few dim sum into his mouth and sprawled back on the bed. His waist hurt so much like it was being sawed that he couldn’t sit at all.

“What a beast….”

Whenever he felt a terrible pain down there, all sorts of swears poured out of his throat. Fortunately, it seemed his body had been wiped clean as his whole body was spotless. 

There was no unpleasant feeling, so it didn’t seem like he’d have to overexert himself to wash right away. Right now, he didn’t even have the strength to lift a finger.

Hyeon-woo inwardly lamented upon discovering the marks spread all over his body like a horrible skin disease, sparing neither arms nor legs. It was obvious that his neck, which had been sucked for two days, would be in a terrible state even without having to check the mirror.

In a season when everyone else would be wearing short sleeves, it seemed he alone would end up wearing a winter turtleneck that comes all the way up to his neck.

“Ha.”

Letting out a short sigh, Hyeon-woo rubbed his temples complaining of a headache and squeezed his eyes shut. His heart pounded loudly with an inexplicable sense of guilt and anxiety. 

…I even called out his name. What the hell was I thinking?

Once it burst out of my mouth, I couldn’t control it anymore. I had shouted Tae-geon’s name the whole time I was being pounded by the alpha. The guilt was momentary. Each time he wrapped his tongue around the alpha and called out Tae-geon’s name and breathed it out, a thrilling stimulation burst like fireworks.  

Tae-geon. Tae-geon.

Whenever he called that name, instead of sex with an alpha whose face he didn’t even know, he had the illusion that he was truly being held by Tae-geon. In that moment, the alpha’s thing that filled his insides became Tae-geon’s.

The moments of pleasure that had felt more than blissful, now that he had regained his full senses and looked back on them, felt so revolting that nausea welled up. He felt like he was dirtying even the innocent Tae-geon because he alone wasn’t enough.

Hyeon-woo, lying on his side, curled up his body like a shrimp. The tears that had pooled in the corners of his eyes soaked into the bedsheet, drawing dark stains in that spot.

*

Tae-geon left the hotel where he had been with Hyeon-woo and headed straight to another hotel. In the moving taxi, he accessed the community. When he sent the hotel and room number to one of the omegas who had sent him a message, a reply soon came back saying they would arrive shortly.

“Haa-.”

Tae-geon, letting out a low breath, sank his upper body deep into the seat and swept back his tousled hair. At that, the unbuttoned shirt collar opened, revealing the outline of his clavicle and firm chest through the gap.

He felt stuffy.

The sensations.

Those sensations.

What on earth were those sensations?

He had felt pleasure rather than revulsion from the omega’s insides enveloping him. He had craved those terrible pheromones and ejaculated countless times into that creepy hole. He had relished that body that should have been utterly revolting and tasted blissful rapture.

Had the curse been lifted? Had he finally been freed from the consuming hatred?

Tae-geon shook his head. That couldn’t be. Even now, just thinking about omegas made his teeth chatter.

But then sex was possible?

He had to confirm it. 

Because this development was not at all what he had expected.

Tae-geon looked down at the top of the omega’s head with an indifferent gaze as it hurriedly took his dick pulled out of his clothes into its mouth.

From the moment the omega entered the room, he had felt an indescribable disgust and nausea welling up.

Despite the omega’s desperate efforts, Tae-geon wasn’t aroused at all. Rather, he was displeased. To the point that the sensations of the last few hours when he had been lost in carnal desire all felt like an illusion.

The omega, pulling Tae-geon to lie on the bed, hurriedly climbed on top of him.

Tae-geon felt a sickening awfulness at the way they sat and rubbed up and down, kneading his heavy thing.

Yes, this was how it felt.

The stimulation felt through an omega was nothing more than the revolting sensation of insects with thousands of legs crawling all over his body along his nerves. This was enough.

Tae-geon pushed off the omega straddling him. The omega, who had been trembling with anticipation at the touch, laughed in disbelief at the sight of the alpha getting off the bed and getting dressed.

“Ha, what are you trying to do now?”

“……”

“Hey, you’re the one who called me to this hotel. What kind of situation is this?”

Tae-geon, who had been buttoning up his shirt, sat on the table near the bed at the sound. Then he immediately released his pheromones.  

Hit directly by the high concentration of pheromones the alpha suddenly emitted, the omega collapsed sideways, unable to even breathe, orgasm at the back and forth several times like a crazy person. Leaving behind the omega who couldn’t speak and was twitching from the afterglow of the orgasm that relentlessly assailed, Tae-geon left the hotel.

He hadn’t been freed from the curse.

The soul-consuming hatred and disgust remained the same. The terrible sensations he had tasted through the omega’s insides were still crawling all over his body, appealing to his agony. He felt queasy. As if he would vomit at any moment.

Then what were the sensations during those two days? Hadn’t he gone crazy with lust for the body of the omega he had despised so much?

If he had to point out the difference from other omegas, it was that it was a hole attached to Hyeon-woo.

Moreover, Hyeon-woo, who had been secretly in love with him for who knows how long.