Woosung Alpha’s Sour Grapes

Chapter 30

“Ah! Please…!”

When Hyeon-woo, unable to hold back anymore, urged the alpha and started moving his hips violently on his own, the alpha, losing his reason in turn, would mercilessly thrust his enraged dick recklessly. But even then, he would quickly regain his senses and adjust his pace to match Hyeon-woo’s breathing.

“…Haaugh…!”

“Keuht!”

As hot fluid shot into the inner walls, semen also burst vigorously from Hyeon-woo’s dick. 

Hyeon-woo’s dick, which was convulsing and spewing semen, had a blue tint. This was because the alpha’s finger had been blocking the urethral opening for a long time.

It had become a strange fetish of the alpha at some point. The alpha, who had become obsessed with reaching climax simultaneously, maintained a consistently affectionate attitude during the act but was merciless at the moment of ejaculation. Hyeon-woo’s dick, blocked just before ejaculation, had to endure persistent torture in the alpha’s cruel grasp until the alpha, who was several times more virile, finished ejaculating.

“Haa… Haa.”

While catching his breath in the alpha’s arms, his body limp from the afterglow of the finally released ejaculation, the alpha’s touch, brushing away the sweat-soaked, messy hair, was exceptionally sweet and gentle, as if he felt sorry for what he had done.

When the alpha’s soft kisses landed on his exposed forehead and nape, Hyeon-woo was somehow overcome with the urge to cry. An indescribable sense of fullness enveloped his entire body.

Separate from his feelings for Tae-geon, Hyeon-woo felt a different kind of peace through the alpha he mixed bodies with. When in these arms, he was no longer an unclean, immature, defective product that didn’t belong anywhere.

He felt respected and loved as a complete individual, regardless of his traits. And the more he felt this way, the greater the sense of loss that overwhelmed Hyeon-woo, incomparable to before. It was a sensation he would never feel from the person he actually loved.

It would have been better if he had never known that such a sense of fullness existed.

Hyeon-woo felt he finally understood completely why the first humans who ate the fruit of knowledge had to be expelled from paradise.

The reason paradise could be paradise was not because of the absence of pain and sorrow, but because they were unaware of their existence. Such emotions that existed but were not realized due to ignorance. For humanity, who had taken the fruit of good and evil from the tree of wisdom and awakened to right and wrong, pain and sorrow, good and evil, that place could no longer be paradise, and so they were expelled.

Hyeon-woo somehow thought that Tae-geon’s existence was like that fruit to him. He too had coveted the irresistibly attractive fruit. The reality he faced after realizing his romantic feelings for Tae-geon was terribly miserable. The problem was that the alpha’s embrace felt too sweet when he was suffocating from rising self-loathing.

When he woke from that illusory moment of happiness, a despair incomparable to before attacked Hyeon-woo. It was horrifying how his vague longing for the unattainable Tae-geon became more and more concrete and grew larger the more he mixed bodies with the alpha.

Nevertheless, Hyeon-woo couldn’t break off his relationship with the alpha. He didn’t want to lose the sense of fullness that being in those arms gave him.

*

Under the pretext of going to the library, Hyeon-woo left the house with just an eco bag and secretly bought suppressants at a pharmacy.

He chose the smallest container so he could always carry it with him, as there was a risk of Tae-geon discovering it if he kept it at home. After putting the pill bottle, about the size of a lip balm, into his bag, he hurriedly walked to the library.

Recently, as his irregular heat cycles stabilized, the prodromal symptoms, which had been longer than those of ordinary omegas, were noticeably shortening. He felt anxious because of the increasingly shorter time.

Perhaps because he had once been caught off guard by the prodrome while sleeping and ended up in a difficult situation, he became sharply nervous when his heat cycle approached. From now on, he planned to carry suppressants with him in case of emergency situations.

As soon as he arrived at the library, he received a text from Tae-geon.

[Where are you?]

He looked up and wrote the name on the sign in front of him.

[Reading Room 1]

[I’ll be there soon.]

“Phew.”

A sigh of relief escaped Hyeon-woo’s lips. If he had been a little later, they might have missed each other.

He took out a random book from the Humanities Science Room across from the reading room and entered. Soon after, Tae-geon appeared and sat down next to Hyeon-woo. Despite it being vacation, perhaps because of the hot weather, there were few empty seats in the air-conditioned library.

“What are you reading?”

“…What was it again?”

A shiver ran through Hyeon-woo’s body as Tae-geon whispered in his sensitive ear. His eardrum tickled. Hyeon-woo, his cheeks reddening, flipped over the book he was holding and scanned the title written on the cover.

“You were reading without even knowing the title?”

“……”

He kept his mouth shut, having nothing to say. He had chosen it just to keep open for pretense of reading, so he hadn’t bothered to look at the title. Sometimes, Tae-geon’s unnecessarily good intuition and sharpness were suffocatingly frightening. No matter how hard he tried to hide, it felt like the end where everything would be revealed was predetermined. Both the fact that he was an omega and his feelings for Tae-geon.

What would happen then? Would he grab him by the collar and angrily demand to know why he had deceived him, like that time they had an argument at the front door? Or would he coldly despise him with an icy, cruel gaze like he did towards other omegas? Whatever it might be, just imagining it felt like his heart was being torn to shreds.

He fixed his gaze on the book, trying to maintain a nonchalant expression.

A male student who had just entered the reading room looked around for a place to sit and spotted an empty seat across from Hyeon-woo. Sweating profusely from the heat, he approached busily and roughly placed his large backpack on the desk, hitting Hyeon-woo’s eco bag in front of him. The eco bag slid towards Tae-geon, spilling its contents as it fell to the floor.

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

Hyeon-woo felt the attention of everyone in the library turn towards them at the loud noise.

“It’s okay. Please, sit down.”

After reassuring the other person, who kept apologizing with a red face, that it was fine, Hyeon-woo turned his body towards where the bag had fallen and his eyes widened in shock.

In Tae-geon’s hand, picking up Hyeon-woo’s belongings from the floor, was the white pill bottle he had bought at the pharmacy earlier.

His heart felt like it was going to jump out of his throat. Thump-thump-thump. He tried to suppress his frantically beating chest and steady his breathing. Tae-geon, having put all the scattered belongings back into the bag, straightened his bent back.

“Here.”

“…Thanks.”

He received the bag Tae-geon handed over. He had worried his voice might tremble, but fortunately it wasn’t noticeable to others. As he sat down, anxiety clouded Hyeon-woo’s eyes as he glanced at Tae-geon.

He must have recognized it…?

It was clearly suppressants to anyone who saw it. Even if he hadn’t recognized it, given Tae-geon’s personality, he would surely have demanded to know what kind of medicine it was, but seeing him calmly return his gaze to his book, it was clear he had noticed what the medicine was.

Hyeon-woo’s face was pale as he bit his lip. He couldn’t even guess what Tae-geon was thinking. He forcibly opened the book, but there was no way the content could enter his head. The letters spread before his eyes floated chaotically in his mind.

Like the day he was caught with adult products, did Tae-geon think these suppressants weren’t his, but belonged to an omega he was meeting?

He was confused. While the adult products could be explained away, even he found it hard to understand the current situation where an omega’s suppressants had come out of an alpha’s bag. Yet Tae-geon’s attitude of not asking anything felt unsettling and ominous.

Due to an inexplicable sense of discomfort, he felt uneasy all day. Even in bed, his heart was pounding and he felt like his blood was drying up.

And soon, that anxiety became reality.

It was a day when they were shopping together.

“I’ll wait outside.”

Hyeon-woo picked up an ice cream that had just been scanned and went outside. While waiting for Tae-geon to finish paying for the items, he ate the ice cream bar alone outside the mart.

Bzz-bzz- Bzz-bzz-.

The cicadas were at their peak of chirping. Because he had trouble sleeping last night due to that sound, he hadn’t been feeling well since morning. Although there were still a few days left until his expected heat, he felt anxious. Thinking he should take the suppressants he had bought in advance when he got home, he stepped into a secluded alley to avoid the blazing sunlight.

He had felt an unpleasant gaze for a while, and then a pervert appeared on the opposite side of the alley, touching his swollen groin and breathing heavily. With glazed eyes and drooling, he looked somewhat mentally unstable.

Surely the gaze that had been following him wasn’t from this person.

Fear swept over him. As Hyeon-woo tried to quickly leave the alley, the stranger suddenly pounced on him. A hairy hand as big as a pot lid roughly covered Hyeon-woo’s mouth.

‘……!’

The scream he let out was completely muffled by the palm. As he fell to the ground, unable to resist the force of the heavy body pushing him, the assailant climbed on top of him and began to grope his chest, putting his hand inside Hyeon-woo’s oversized t-shirt.

“Haa… Haa… Delicious smell.”

A chilling voice spread near his ear. The assailant, who had been licking his stiff neck greedily with his tongue, suddenly started rubbing his dick against Hyeon-woo’s thigh forcefully.