Chapter 56: The Weight of Guilt

“Nh… ah…!”

He tried to hold back the moans, but it was useless.

Hyunwoo turned his head to the side and gasped uneven breaths.

It felt as if every nerve in his body had gathered below his waist, unbearably sensitive.

His length was so hard it felt like it might burst.

Even if Seunghyuk was the one pushing him along, this was humiliating.

How could he be this close to finishing already, from just a blowjob?

Hyunwoo clenched his teeth.

“I’m… going to come.”

“Already?”

“Kh…!”

Seunghyuk stuck out his tongue and slowly licked the swollen tip.

Hyunwoo’s head fell back as his whole body trembled.

“You can’t come yet.”

“Hey— ugh…!”

Seunghyuk pressed his thumb down against the leaking tip.

Hyunwoo jerked in shock, a raw sound tearing from his throat.

Heat pulsed through him, boiling up inside his head, leaving only one overpowering want.

He just wanted to release.

“…Let’s come together, hyung.”

“Mm…”

Seunghyuk spoke with a strange tone, his other hand slipping downward.

Hyunwoo realized only then that Seunghyuk had unzipped his pants and taken out his own length.

“……!”

Was that really something a human could have?

Even for a dominant alpha— how could it be that big?

Hyunwoo froze, staring in disbelief.

It was already fully hard, looking even larger thanks to the rut-fueled arousal.

“W-wait— ah…!”

“Just… hold on.”

“Ah— ah, ngh…!”

Seunghyuk pressed himself against Hyunwoo’s groin and rubbed.

Their lengths slid against each other, hot and slick with pre-cum.

Seunghyuk rocked his hips, thrusting like a piston.

“Haa… hyung, touch mine too.”

“Wh— what are you… saying…”

Breathing hard, Seunghyuk grabbed Hyunwoo’s wrist and dragged his hand downward.

The heat radiating from below was overwhelming.

Both of their lengths were dripping.

This was practically a mutual handjob.

Even in his dazed mind, Hyunwoo realized it.

A blowjob followed by this— it made him shiver.

But he had no choice.

He wrapped his hand around both of them at once.

“Ah…! Hn…”

“Haa… ha… hyung…”

Seunghyuk’s hips jerked eagerly.

Even though all they were doing was pressing together like this, it felt dangerously close to something far more intimate.

Hyunwoo couldn’t stop imagining Seunghyuk inside him— splitting him open.

Was his mind acting like an omega’s just from being overwhelmed by dominant pheromones?

Hyunwoo clenched his teeth and shook his head.

“Haa—!”

“Kh—…”

Then they both came at the same time, their bodies shuddering violently.

Just as Seunghyuk wanted— they climaxed together.

A satisfied smile tugged at Seunghyuk’s lips as he struggled to catch his breath.

“Hyung… it felt good, right? Yeah?”

“…Ha…”

Seunghyuk lowered his head and kissed Hyunwoo’s cheek as he asked.

Hyunwoo couldn’t answer.

All he could think— was that he had crossed a line with Seunghyuk.

There was no excuse that would make this okay with Hyunjin.

Hyunjin…?

The moment Hyunjin’s face flashed in his mind, Hyunwoo flinched.

That was when he realized what he had just done.

“Hyung? Are you okay?”

“……”

Seunghyuk noticed the sudden shift in Hyunwoo’s expression.

But Hyunwoo didn’t answer.

His face had gone pale.

He couldn’t calm down.

He felt like he had betrayed Hyunjin in the worst possible way.

Guilt twisted his face into something pained and hollow.

“Hyung… why…”

“…I’m sorry.”

“……?”

Hyunwoo lifted his hand.

Seunghyuk blinked, confused.

Crack!

“—agh!”

Hyunwoo’s fist connected with Seunghyuk’s face.

Seunghyuk collapsed instantly.

Hyunwoo’s strength gave out, and he sank to the floor, gasping for air.

“Haa… haa…”

Seunghyuk didn’t move.

Hyunwoo slowly forced himself up and stared down at him.

His head was pounding.

He couldn’t stay here.

“Shit…”

He stood up on shaky legs.

His lower half was still sticky with release.

He couldn’t walk out like this.

He wiped himself clean and put his clothes back on.

Thankfully, his pants weren’t stained.

But his shirt was completely torn.

“……”

After hesitating, Hyunwoo pulled off Seunghyuk’s T-shirt and put it on.

It was too big on him, hanging loose around his frame.

Once the rut passes, he’ll have to bring Seunghyuk his clothes back.

Hyunwoo barely managed to lift Seunghyuk and lay him on the bed.

“Haa… haa…”

Sweat dripped from him, staining the sheets.

He pushed himself to his feet again.

He couldn’t remember how he made it out of the hotel.

When he came to his senses, he was already in his car.

“Haa…”

Where could he go?

He couldn’t go home.

Hyunjin would smell Seunghyuk’s pheromones immediately.

Hyunwoo slammed his forehead against the steering wheel.

“……”

Why did you do that, you idiot.

All he could do was clench his eyes shut and repeat—

Hyunjin must never know.

After a while, Hyunwoo finally turned the key and drove.

Night had already fallen.

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Hyunwoo blinked.

Even though his eyes were open, everything around him was dark.

He tried to move— but his body wouldn’t respond.

Sleep paralysis?

He’d experienced it before.

Usually, staying still made it go away.

He closed his eyes—

But something was approaching.

A presence.

Unmistakable.

He opened his eyes.

“……!”

“Hyung. You’re awake?”

“Hyun…jin…”

Hyunjin was staring down at him.

Hyunwoo couldn’t speak.

He tried— but no sound came out.

“Does it hurt?”

“…”

“Does it hurt a lot, hyung?”

Hyunjin’s voice was calm.

Too calm.

“I’ve been hurting more than you.”

“….”

“You think it feels good to steal someone else’s person?”

“……!”

Hyunwoo’s eyes widened.

He couldn’t deny it.

Every ounce of guilt rushed back.

“I’m sick of seeing you pretend to be a good person.”

“…nh…”

“You were going to make excuses again, weren’t you? How long do I have to endure that?”

“……”

Hyunjin’s voice cracked with anger.

And Hyunwoo had no defense.

Even if he said he hadn’t meant to hurt him—
Even if he said it was a mistake—
Even if he begged—

He had still hurt Hyunjin.

I’m sorry… Hyunjin… I’m so sorry…

He repeated it in his head—
over and over—
until Hyunjin’s expression twisted.

Then—

Everything went dark again.

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“…woo.”

“Ngh…”

“Hyunwoo, hey!”

“……!”

Hyunwoo’s eyes flew open.

Someone was standing over him.

Not Hyunjin.

Completely different.

“Joo Hyunseok…?”

“Yeah. You finally awake?”

“Haa…”

“You were sweating like crazy. Bad dream?”

“……”

A dream.

So the Hyunjin from earlier—
had only been a dream.

Hyunwoo looked around.

The bright interior and warm colors clearly weren’t his home.

He remembered now—
He came to Hyunseok’s place last night.

There was no way Hyunjin could have been here.

Even so—

Hyunwoo exhaled shakily.

The guilt from the dream didn’t fade.