Chapter 47: The Things We Pretend Not to Want

Chae Woo-seok brought his fingers to the incomprehensible opening.

“Ah, ngh…”

The fingers that slipped inside felt as though they might melt away. One knuckle, two, three. The hole swallowed them until the bones of his hand nearly pressed against the entrance. The inner walls clung tightly around his fingers, yet there was little resistance.

Slick fluid continued to flow out, helping them slide in effortlessly.

“Ngh… w-wait, ahh!”

As if entranced, he added another finger. Wet sounds echoed, schlick, squelch, slick, not only from the movement itself, but because even more fluid seeped from around the two fingers now stretching the opening, making everything glide even more smoothly.

The pressure squeezing around his fingers felt so good that his thoughts kept drifting.

“What is this? Did you put some kind of lubricant in here…?”

He was trying to confirm it. There was no way a beta’s hole could be this wet. Instead of immediately using his c*ck, he tried checking with his fingers first, but it only confused him more.

For a moment he suspected it might be artificial lubricant rather than naturally produced fluid. But… it didn’t feel like that. No synthetic lube could possibly feel this soft.

“No! No… ngh, not beta….”

Go Ha-jin felt like he was dying. He’d thought he could handle one thick finger. Compared to all the stories claiming a first time was nothing but pain, a little discomfort seemed manageable.

But the moment a second finger entered, he had to reconsider. Maybe because Chae Woo-seok’s hands were unusually large, but even two fingers already felt overwhelming. He could vividly feel them stretching his inner walls open.

The thick joints scraping inside burned hot. Every time those fingers twisted and moved in and out, the heat intensified. Part of him feared he might split apart from being stretched so tightly, while another unfamiliar part of him wished the movements would become even faster.

The c*ck that had already cl*maxed once was hard again, leaking clear fluid.

“Not… beta…?”

There was only one way to interpret what Go Ha-jin had just said. Chae Woo-seok couldn’t even accuse him of lying when the hole swallowing his fingers proved it plainly. His confusion only deepened. Never once had he suspected Go Ha-jin might not be a beta.

“Don’t say ridiculous things. You said you were a beta. You said you weren’t an omega.”

“Ahh, please… your fingers… ngh!”

Cruel. If he really wanted answers, he should have stopped moving his fingers. Instead, he curled them like hooks, scraping against the inner walls while demanding explanations. Go Ha-jin had plenty to argue back with. He had never said he wasn’t an omega.

He had only said he wasn’t a dominant omega, only that he wasn’t the kind of omega Chae Woo-seok wanted. It was Chae Woo-seok who had interpreted that as “beta.”

“Weak… haah, I’m a weak omega…”

The moment Chae Woo-seok’s movements paused briefly, almost mercifully allowing him to breathe, Go Ha-jin hurried out the explanation he had been preparing. Fast. Straight to the point. In the end, the misunderstanding had been entirely Chae Woo-seok’s.

Go Ha-jin had never once claimed to be a beta. He had simply realized at some point that Chae Woo-seok misunderstood and chose not to correct him.

“Hah. So you tricked me again.”

“Ahh!”

Th*ust.

The sensation punching into him this time was completely different. As punishment, Chae Woo-seok added another finger. Three thick fingers shoved inside all at once. Yet he already knew it would fit. This wasn’t a beta’s body.

Sure enough, although it was tight, the slick inner walls eagerly wrapped around his fingers and sucked them deeper inside.

Chae Woo-seok refused to admit the misunderstanding was his own fault. Go Ha-jin had countless chances to correct him, yet deliberately kept pretending to be a beta. And whether he was omega-like or not, an omega was still an omega.

That faint scent he’d mistaken for perfume had actually been Go Ha-jin’s pheromones all along. The fact that he’d hidden it this whole time was irritating.

Did he dislike that Go Ha-jin was an omega?

“I think I said lying was absolutely forbidden. So first, let’s punish you a little, Ha-jin.”

Of course not. Whether beta or omega didn’t matter. If anything, learning he was an omega made this whole game even more enjoyable.

Chae Woo-seok almost wanted to laugh outright, but when he saw the way Go Ha-jin immediately looked frightened again, he deliberately hardened his expression instead.

“T-that’s not… ngh…”

The fingers rummaging inside him withdrew in one swift motion. He’d become so heated inside that long strands of clear fluid stretched after the retreating fingers. The opening fluttered briefly before closing tightly again, as though nothing had ever entered it, almost obscenely neat.

“Not what?”

Chae Woo-seok’s c*ck had been painfully hard for a long time already. Since the moment he first pushed his fingers inside. No, even earlier than that. Since Go Ha-jin had spilled pale r*lease from that tiny c*ck of his. No, maybe even before then.

Since his n*pples had hardened so obscenely. Since Chae Woo-seok had started sucking on his neck? He didn’t know anymore. He’d been hard for so long it had started to hurt.

He spread the slick fluid coating his hand along his c*ck and pressed the head against the tightly closed entrance.

Go Ha-jin’s whole body stiffened at the blunt pressure against him. If he hadn’t seen it, maybe it would’ve been different, but what was touching him now couldn’t even be compared to fingers. It looked almost as thick as his own wrist.

Chae Woo-seok slowly pressed the swollen t*p against the entrance while staring down at him. That gaze seemed to ask if he had anything else left to say.

“I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to…!”

The apology burst out instinctively. Sorry? He hadn’t really done anything wrong. But the rational terror that his barely-used hole was about to be ruined made him babble desperately. He needed to stop him somehow.

“Right. Which is why we’ll punish you first.”

The p*netration happened in an instant.

There was no way something that size should fit. Something bigger than the entrance itself logically shouldn’t pass through it. Yet the human body was strange. The thick head slowly pushed forward, stretching the tightly closed opening impossibly wide as it slid inside.

Slick fluid gushed out reflexively, helping ease the overwhelming size deeper in.

“Ah- ahh…!”

As the hole stretched to its limit, panic crashed over him. He was sure he was about to split apart, sure he would break completely.

And yet…

“Nngh, this… haah, ahh…!”

The sensation of that huge c*ck slowly filling him was bizarre. It hurt, it definitely hurt. His inner walls were being spread far wider than they were meant to go. But the pain quickly faded into the background.

The thicker the c*ck pushed deeper inside, the more overwhelming pleasure flooded through him. It felt as though every inch inside him had become sensitive.

“What a mess. At this point, it doesn’t even feel like punishment anymore.”

Chae Woo-seok wasn’t faring any better. The moment only the t*p slipped in, the hole seemed to greedily suck him deeper. It was like being gripped and stroked by a hand, no, even softer and more intense than that.

The inner walls clung tightly around him, squeezing his c*ck deliciously.

The tightness definitely hurt a little, but he couldn’t stop himself from pushing deeper. Despite his teasing words, he already wanted to come the instant he entered. By the time roughly two-thirds of his c*ck had disappeared inside…

“Ahh…!”

Go Ha-jin trembled violently, sprawled on the bed with his legs spread wide. He tried to lift his upper body but failed. The pressure crushing around Chae Woo-seok’s c*ck suddenly intensified, and the small c*ck bobbing helplessly between his legs jerked as clear liquid spurted out.

“Who said you could come whenever you want, Ha-jin? You leaking all over while getting punished?”

Every slight th*ust of Chae Woo-seok’s hips made more fluid spurt out uncontrollably. Ah, maybe not exactly c*m. There wouldn’t be any s*ed in it anyway. Though he spoke as if scolding him, the sight was unbelievably arousing.

The shirt barely hanging off Go Ha-jin’s body, the tear-wet eyes, the flushed skin covered in marks, and the omega leaking from his c*ck before Chae Woo-seok had even fully entered him.

‘f*ck.’

The urge to slam all the way inside nearly overwhelmed him.

“Nngh, stop…! Stop, don’t… ahh, it feels weird…!”

“You’re still lying? Your hole won’t stop clinging to my c*ck, so what exactly do you want me to stop? Be honest, Ha-jin.”

Go Ha-jin meant it sincerely in his own way. After climaxing twice, his entire body had become unbearably sensitive. Especially the place where Chae Woo-seok’s c*ck was buried inside him. Even without moving, just having it there was already too much.

Yet Chae Woo-seok slowly rocked his hips anyway, sliding in and out just enough to drive him mad. Go Ha-jin’s a*ousal refused to fade. His c*ck no longer produced anything, but every movement inside him made it twitch helplessly as though trying to spill more.

“…give it….”

“What?”

The endless pleasure felt almost like fear. Like terror. With his reason melting away, Go Ha-jin finally found the words Chae Woo-seok probably wanted to hear.

“D-do it… please… ngh….”

Chae Woo-seok had never had tastes this twisted before. Once again, he blamed Go Ha-jin. It was this omega’s fault, for having such a sinful body, such a tempting face. Looking at him made Chae Woo-seok want to push him to his limits.

Even now, Go Ha-jin was making him say unnecessary things, making him crave hearing desperate pleas like this.

Just hearing that shaky begging made his c*ck pulse painfully hard.

“Good boy. Then let’s punish you a little more tonight.”

How could this already feel so satisfying? He hadn’t even truly started thrusting yet, but he already felt full. As a reward for those pretty words, he leaned down and pressed his lips against Go Ha-jin’s.

Even after taking his c*ck so eagerly, Go Ha-jin still stiffened shyly the moment Chae Woo-seok pushed his tongue into his mouth. Ridiculous. That was exactly what made teasing him so fun.

“Mmph, ngh…!”

Chae Woo-seok pulled his hips back before slamming forward hard. At the same time, he shoved his tongue deeper into Go Ha-jin’s mouth, licking along the soft inner walls. The wet m*ans spilling from Go Ha-jin only fueled him further.

To Chae Woo-seok, they sounded like desperate begging for more, harder, rougher, deeper.

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