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Chapter 47: The Morning After

“There’s nothing strange about it at all.”

“Sob…….”

“This is, originally, how s*x is… haa… always done.”

Once again, his touch rubbing Yooha’s glans grew more relentless than before.

A rough movement that felt as if it would peel away his delicate skin continued.

Yooha, completely melted by the heat engulfing his entire body, couldn’t move even a single finger.

“So, in the future too, only do it with me.”

“Ah… hng… mmm….”

“Only put my cock in here from now on. Understood, Yooha?”

As if indicating where that place was, Shin Joowon pressed Yooha’s lower belly.

Yooha struggled under the extreme pressure, but the cock piercing his rear did not withdraw, nor did the hand stimulating his glans pull away.

Rather than the sensation of being about to ejaculate, a feeling resembling a sudden urge to urinate terrified Yooha even more.

The moment a pale look brushed over his flushed face, not semen, but clear fluid burst from Yooha’s penis, splattering over his t-shirt.

Only then did Shin Joowon withdraw his hand, and this time, grabbing Yooha’s waist, he began to slam his hips violently.

Even though the fluid was spraying here and there, he didn’t care at all.

“Haa, yes, hng, ha, hng….”

“F*ck…….”

Could a feeling be this thrilling?

Along with a vulgar curse, Shin Joowon, who had thrust his cock into the deepest spot, let out a rough breath and ejaculated.

The twitching, compressing inner walls felt as if they were begging for more semen, which once again sent a rush of heat to his head.

When he caught his breath and pulled his cock out of the hole, the semen he had ejaculated leaked out along the path.

Whether he had lost consciousness again in the meantime, Yooha lay limp without a single reaction, only barely breathing.

Shin Joowon reached out to neatly arrange Yooha’s disheveled hair, and wiped his tear-stained eyes and cheeks in turn.

Even though his touch could have been bothersome, the fast-asleep Yooha felt nothing.

Only after leaving a light kiss on his slightly parted lips did a satisfied smile appear on his face.

Shin Joowon, who was tracing and rubbing the spot on Yooha’s neck where his pheromones were felt best, grabbed his own cock, which hadn’t completely subsided yet, and stroked it once more.

Although Yooha’s leaking pheromones were faint, the pheromones still mixed in the air were thick, keeping his excitement from fading.

Shin Joowon, who was stroking his cock up and down with enough intensity to make a slapping sound, let out a low groan at the rushing pleasure.

As he stimulated the glans a bit more persistently, his vision turned white for a moment.

“Huu…….”

Before long, Yooha’s inner thighs were wetly drenched with the semen Shin Joowon had poured out.

As if determined never to forget that sight, Shin Joowon stared at it intently for quite a long time.

****

When Yooha opened his eyes, the surroundings were completely dark, leaving him entirely unable to gauge the time.

Because his mind didn’t return immediately, he stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, blinking, before barely propping himself up to lean against the headboard.

Although he felt refreshed as if he had slept deeply after a very long time, parts of his body were still aching.

Yooha, closing his eyes deeply and opening them, spotted the mood light on the nightstand with his eyes, which had grown somewhat accustomed to the darkness.

Only after reaching out with difficulty to turn on the light did the quiet yet spacious room enter his vision at a glance.

“…….”

He was all alone in the room.

Clutching the blanket that rustled in his hand, the memories he had pushed aside rushed in like a tide, just as they had when he first woke up.

Because every single memory that returned made his head spin, his eyes closed tightly on their own.

Yooha rubbed his face roughly.

“Haa…….”

He recalled Shin Joowon, who had told him there was nothing strange about him, even while Yooha was trying his best to hold back and whimpering because he didn’t want to show his shameful appearance.

He felt Joowon had said more after that, but because of the sensations that had melted his entire body, his memory wasn’t clear.

However, it was enough to make his quieted heart beat rapidly once more.

He had never spent his heat cycle, which he had always managed well with suppressants, so noisily, nor had he ever been swept away by such intense sensations.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t been afraid, but because Shin Joowon, of all people, had led him, everything had become fine like a lie.

He was glad it was Shin Joowon, and because it was Shin Joowon, he had been able to rely on him.

But separate from that, he wondered how he would face his face in the future.

After showing him his disheveled, groaning, and weeping appearance under the influence of pleasure, thinking that he now had to face him with his sanity returned made everything feel distant.

Yooha, biting his lip repeatedly, first quickly pulled back the blanket.

More than anything, it was because of the thought that he shouldn’t cause any more trouble for Shin Joowon.

As he was about to get out of bed, he saw unfamiliar clothes draped over his body.

A loose black t-shirt and training pants with a large waist.

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As if enchanted, Yooha slightly lifted the shirt to check the smell, and his cheeks flushed hot.

Although it was faint, he could feel Shin Joowon’s pheromones.

Realizing the fact that he was wearing Shin Joowon’s clothes made him blush once more, and the moment he realized he wasn’t wearing underwear, Yooha froze.

‘I have to go outside, though….’

Yooha, who was swallowing hard in the difficult situation, braced his mind and stepped out of the bed.

Since his own clothes would be somewhere in this house, he just had to find them and put them on.

Right now, wrapping up the situation and returning home was his priority.

Because his legs were shaking, it took quite a long time, but he was still able to arrive at the door without falling or collapsing.

Slowly turning the doorknob and opening it, bright light poured into the room.

“Are you awake? I was about to wake you up anyway.”

The moment he took a step outside, Shin Joowon suddenly appeared before his eyes.

When Yooha, leaning against the doorframe, startled as if about to leap, Shin Joowon let out a small laugh and placed his hand on Yooha’s forehead, cheek, and neck in turn.

Yooha unknowingly shrunk back at the sudden contact.

It felt as though the dizzying scene from before were repeating before his eyes once more.

“It seems to have subsided now. Your fever has completely gone down.”

“Ah…….”

He had merely touched him to gauge his body temperature.

Yooha, rubbing his flushing cheek with the back of his hand, lowered his gaze.

Embarrassment, gratitude, and apology were all tangled in his mind, leaving him merely parting his lips several times.

He felt at a loss for how to express all of these feelings, and how to repay him.

The moment he opened his mouth, thinking he should say something, unorganized words poured out disjointedly.

“…I’ll be going now. I feel like I’ve overstayed my welcome for too long… I’m really sorry… I’m sorry…….”

“Wait, Yooha. What’s the rush?”

Shin Joowon let out a hollow laugh and held Yooha back.

Staring at Yooha, whose pupils were darting around, Joowon’s expression soon turned serious as he spoke.

His voice carried a highly cautious tone.

“I’m sorry. I should have kept my head straight, but I didn’t think about condoms at all.”

“Ah…….”

Yooha let out a weak groan at Shin Joowon’s words.

In a state where he had already been swallowed by instinct, there was no way he could have made rational thoughts like contraception.

Since the heat cycle being brought forward, running into Shin Joowon at that exact moment, and receiving his help were all entirely unexpected events.

Yooha, surprised by Shin Joowon’s meticulousness in mentioning something he himself hadn’t even been conscious of, bit his lips in embarrassment.

“I heard taking cycle suppressants should be fine… do you have them in your bag? I’ll go get them.”

Discovering a heavy guilt casting like a shadow over Shin Joowon’s face, Yooha widened his eyes in surprise and shook his head.

After holding back Joowon, who looked ready to search for the suppressants right away, Yooha spoke more urgently than ever.

“I can find them and take them myself. And… it’s not something you should feel sorry for, Hyung….”

“Even so, I’m sorry. I’ll pay more attention in the future. Now, let’s eat first and prepare slowly. I’ll drive you, so don’t worry.”

Shin Joowon, looking truly sorry, even let the corners of his eyes droop, and firmly held Yooha’s wrist so Yooha absolutely couldn’t reject his proposal.

Rather than Shin Joowon’s subsequent words, Yooha was dazed and couldn’t produce any reply to the words that easily promised a future—that he would pay more attention in the future.

Because it sounded exactly as if Joowon would willingly help him during his next heat cycle as well.

Yooha’s mouth filled with a question that carried his heart, which had swelled with expectation unlike him, asking if he had understood the meaning of his words correctly, and if they could be together during his next heat cycle as well.

However, Yooha, whose face had flushed red, only parted his lips like a fool and couldn’t say anything to Shin Joowon.

Because he became fearful that the answer to a question rashly thrown out might only leave a scratch on his heart.

“I just need to fetch the soup. Just a moment.”

Shin Joowon, who seated Yooha—who had been dragged along without resistance—at the dining table, headed to the kitchen.

On the table, utensils for two, steaming rice, and a grand variety of neat side dishes were already laid out.

Shin Joowon, who placed a bowl of soup in front of the dazed Yooha, took his own soup and sat across from him.

“Eat. The housekeeper made it, so it’ll be delicious.”

“…Housekeeper?”

Yooha looked around as if trying to find the housekeeper Shin Joowon mentioned.

Shin Joowon, who let out a laugh at that sight, slipped a spoon directly into Yooha’s hand and answered.

“The housekeeper who looks after this place. She came and went earlier. This is an officetel I stay at occasionally.”

Only then did Yooha understand the situation, giving an awkward smile and holding the spoon a bit shorter.

In the meantime, Shin Joowon pulled his chair closer.

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