Woosung Alpha’s Sour Grapes

Chapter 22

Suddenly, in Hyeon-woo’s fever-addled mind, he remembered the adult toy for omegas he had received by delivery not long ago.

Hyeon-woo took the item out of the box he had placed under the bed and his face immediately froze at its appearance, which was different from what he had expected.

It was vastly different from what he had seen online. The glans of the dildo, modeled after a penis, had small zigzag grooves that gave it a rough texture. The shaft was densely covered with cone-shaped protrusions, designed to provide intense stimulation to the inner walls when inserted and removed.

At the base of the shaft, where it would meet the entrance when fully inserted, there was a row of metal beads encircling it. When Hyeon-woo pressed a button on the handle, that part rotated with a whirring sound like a turntable.

“What is this…?”

Hyeon-woo’s eyes widened in shock, as if he had seen something horrifying. This wasn’t what he had ordered. He had only ordered a long, smooth silicone toy, but it seemed there had been a shipping error.

However, while his mind froze in confusion, his hole cried out in anticipation of the object in his hand. Hyeon-woo shook his head as if trying to clear his thoughts and shoved the dildo back into the box. Then he grabbed a highlighter from his desk and returned to the bed.

Lying face down, he pressed the back end of the pen against his hole and slowly circled it, coating it with his fluids. Every time the cold plastic brushed against the sensitive folds of his entrance, his hair stood on end and he felt goosebumps. His thoroughly wet hole began to swallow the pen without resistance.

“Mmph!”

Suppressing the moan that escaped, he quickly bit down on the pillowcase. His inner walls rejoiced at the deep stimulation, but it was far from enough. Hyeon-woo tried changing the angle of the pen in his hand, probing various spots inside.

“…Ha…”

Where was it?

There was a particularly pleasurable spot. He stirred his insides thoroughly, trying to find that point that had made him writhe under the alpha’s touch, but he couldn’t locate it at all.

Squelch, squelch, squish squish.

Every time the pen parted his inner walls and probed his hole, the wet membranes stuck together and separated, making lewd sounds. Somehow ashamed of those sounds, Hyeon-woo’s cheeks turned red.

…Hah, this isn’t it….

He felt like he kept scratching the wrong places. It was always like this. Unable to reach the good spot, he would become frustrated every time he masturbated, and even after orgasm, he never felt fully satisfied.

Hyeon-woo’s eyes, hazy with heat, turned towards the box containing the dildo.

He could no longer restrain himself as he found his trembling hands reaching for the object inside.

Whirr- whirr-.

The sound of the motor turning mixed with the wet squelching noises as it filled Hyeon-woo’s insides tightly.

“…Hnngh…!”

As another wave of orgasm approached, Hyeon-woo arched his back and emitted semen. His limbs convulsed and trembled once. The bedding was a mess with Hyeon-woo’s semen and lubricating fluids.

Ah, it feels good.

Aah, mmm, it feels good.

When he pressed the button on the dildo in his hand, the metal beads that fit snugly at the entrance began to rotate at high speed. Pressing the button again made the shaft inside him start thrusting back and forth, directly striking his sensitive spots.

“Aaaah!”

Hyeon-woo’s body jerked as if having a seizure. His insides, filled with the vibrating dildo, went wild with pleasure.

“Haaah.”

Every time he inserted and removed the dildo, the protrusions on the shaft created friction with his inner walls, delivering exquisite sensations. Through his hazy consciousness, as if in a fog, Hyeon-woo shuddered at the illusion that the dominant alpha’s pheromones, which had dominated all his senses the previous night, were once again settling on his skin.

The movement of his hand wielding the dildo quickened. Hyeon-woo’s legs trembled.

Hnngh! …Ngh…!

“Aaaangh!!!!”

With a moan, thin semen burst forth, splattering onto the bed in an arc.

Thud-.

Hyeon-woo’s body collapsed, drained of strength.

After catching his breath roughly, Hyeon-woo suddenly covered his mouth with a tense expression. This moan had been quite loud.

…I hope no one heard that?

He rolled his eyes to check the clock on the wall. It was past 2 AM. It should be a time when Tae-geon was sound asleep.

He pricked up his ears, focusing on any possible movement outside the door, but fortunately, he heard nothing. Hyeon-woo’s shoulders, which had been tense with anxiety, finally relaxed languidly.

Just as he was about to slowly pull the artificial penis out of his hole:

“Ahck!”

Hyeon-woo’s waist twisted like a pretzel as he let out a sudden, sharp cry. His insides contracted with strong pressure to their limit. All the nerve endings in his body began to writhe, screaming in ecstatic joy.

This sensation…!

The same sensation that had made him succumb to the dominant alpha’s pheromones, which had poured down like fireworks that day, began to take over Hyeon-woo’s entire body.

This can’t be.

Why suddenly now…?

“Aaangh!”

Hyeon-woo’s head jerked back at the inexplicable stimulation that washed over him again. His flailing legs tangled the bedsheets into a mess.

It was too vivid and clear to dismiss as a neurological error. This was beyond mere sensory recall. No matter how intense the stimulation had been that day, this didn’t make sense. Moreover, this was after he had cummed several times. Why was this happening so suddenly when he wasn’t even in a state of heightened sexual arousal…!

Hyeon-woo’s face contorted miserably as he looked at his dick, which was beginning to stiffen and throb again.

This can’t be. It’s a lie.

“Hnngh!”

Hyeon-woo writhed and convulsed, twisting his waist at the fierce, terrible stimulation that assailed him. It felt as if an aphrodisiac component mixed in the air was penetrating all the pores of his body, spreading through his blood vessels to his entire body in an instant. Once it permeated his nerves, rapidly stirring up his sensitivity, he could no longer think of anything else.

“Hnng….”

As if possessed by something, Hyeon-woo, with unfocused eyes, roughly shoved the dildo in his hand back into his hole.

“…Mmng!”

With a familiar motion, he pressed the button on the handle, and the shaft of the artificial penis began to thrust back and forth, hitting his inner walls. At the entrance, stretched to its limit, the metal beads rotated, delivering an unimaginable pleasure.

“Ahng, nng!”

He thrust the vibrating dildo randomly while shaking his hips. Thin semen trickled down his erect shaft. Hyeon-woo didn’t realize that he was reaching orgasm from his hole alone, without even touching his front.

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The faint sound of a motor between soft moans was irritating.

…It seems he’s playing with toys again.

Tae-geon’s mood rapidly deteriorated as he leaned against the opposite wall, arms crossed, sensing Hyeon-woo’s pheromones leaking through the tightly closed door. Judging by the groaning and whimpering sounds, he was masturbating secretly again. Like a dog in heat, he had been getting erect and doing this whenever he had the chance lately.

Tae-geon felt disgusted, knowing that Hyeon-woo’s gaze, which had touched his fingers, contained an unprecedented heat. He was surely recalling the alpha’s touch that had probed his hole the previous night.

Out of spite, he had been intentionally releasing pheromones towards Hyeon-woo when he was in the middle of masturbating, wanting to tease him a bit. At those times, it was amusing and entertaining to sense Hyeon-woo’s presence inside, struggling to suppress his moans. However, the current situation where Hyeon-woo had resorted to using toys due to his craving was not to his liking.

“Hngh…!”

At Hyeon-woo’s shallow cry from inside, another wave of thick pheromones poured out from Tae-geon. It wasn’t Tae-geon’s will. His pheromones, having lost control, reacted sensitively to even the slightest sound from Hyeon-woo, bursting out on their own. Tae-geon looked down at his throbbing lower region. The tip of his gray sweatpants, standing straight up, was stained dark with pre-cum.

“Ha…”

Tae-geon roughly ran his hand through his hair. His furrowed brow, revealed beneath the disheveled hair, was deeply creased, reflecting his mood.

He was lusting after an omega who wasn’t even in heat.

The dead omega was right. He too was an unavoidably filthy and ugly breed. One who could only think about sticking it into an omega’s hole. The only difference was that he became erect not from imagining the omega’s hole gaping and dripping fluids, but from picturing Hyeon-woo’s face trembling with pleasure.

Now that he knew how Hyeon-woo looked when he fell apart with pleasure, every faint pheromone and low moan from Hyeon-woo was an unbearable stimulation for Tae-geon. As he imagined Hyeon-woo shaking his hips while probing his wet hole with a dildo, Tae-geon muttered a curse under his breath.

“Damn it…”

He roughly grabbed his ferociously erect dick through his pants. Tae-geon’s thick pheromones filled the entire house.

As Tae-geon’s breathing quickened while he roughly handled his dick, Hyeon-woo’s moans leaking through the door intensified proportionally. When Tae-geon’s throbbing dick finally erupted with hot semen:

“Haaah…!”

At the same moment, a sharp cry of orgasm burst from Hyeon-woo’s lips.

In a week, it would be that omega’s heat cycle. When he probes that damn hole with his fingers, he’ll remember again. How terribly disgusting those insides are. That will be the end of this damned desire.

Tae-geon turned around with slow steps.

The air in the house was densely filled with their intermingled, lewd pheromones.