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Chapter 105: Stay Still.
by GideonJubin’s eyes, hazy with heat, were so breathtakingly erotic it was almost overwhelming.
The more Zion tried to maintain his composure, the deeper their locked gazes became. A fierce impulse to just give in and take what he wanted clashed violently within him.
The harder he tried to suppress his emotions, the more vivid they grew. The more he scolded himself, the more the brakes in his mind began to fail.
“Haa, hng… Ah! Nngh…!”
As Zion’s movements grew more frantic, the fluid Jubin was releasing flooded between their thighs, already ruining the sofa.
Zion’s eyes remained fixed on the dizzying sight, a manic smile spreading across his lips.
I need to get a grip…
He knew his excitement wouldn’t subside easily, yet he deliberately tried to steady his breathing. It was useless.
I’m so vulnerable to this. Calm down, Zion repeated to himself, fighting to hold onto his sanity.
Zion’s brutal cock ruthlessly gouged Jubin’s insides. The movements were violent, savage, and fierce, yet pleasure overwhelmed the pain.
“Hah… Yes… Ah! Yes!”
Thud, thud. Thud!
The merciless sound of his body being impaled served as a constant reminder of the sheer intensity of their union.
It felt as if his body would split open, his stomach would be punctured, or his membranes would tear—yet he craved this unshakeable, maddeningly intense stimulation.
“Zion, deeper… deeper inside…”
Jubin spread his legs as wide as he could, creating a path for Zion to bury himself even deeper.
“Any deeper, and you’ll get hurt.”
“It’s okay. Go deeper.”
It was a plea born of an Omega’s primal instinct—the desperate need to conceive an Alpha’s seed. Jubin clung to his back, fully surrendering to the unbearable intensity of the sensation.
His body had long since ceased to obey his will, his inner walls clenching frantically around the cock that pierced him, regardless of his conscious control.
“Ha… Sunbae. You seem to be feeling this more than usual.”
“Hnn… You’re… bigger than usual, too.”
“I wish you were in heat every day.”
He could feel it deep inside—the savage hardness of his cock, on the verge of release.
“Ugh, just a little more…”
Jubin pulled his hips even closer, desperate to minimize any chance of it slipping out when he finally came.
“Haa… Zion, do you want a daughter? Or a son?”
“Haa… yeah, a child… who looks like me.”
“Why? You wouldn’t like it if they looked like me?”
Whether it was the talk of children arousing him, Jubin’s inner walls spasmed slightly every time Zion’s cock twitched.
Jubin’s body was reaching its limit.
“If our child looks like you… ungh, I don’t think I could even get mad at them…”
A mini-Do Zion—that was just unfair. The mere thought of giving birth to such a beautiful creature sent a shiver of pleasure through his body.
Besides, Zion was a Dominant Alpha. It was only natural for an Omega to crave and desire such a man.
The problem was that Jubin, suffering from temporary pheromone intoxication, wasn’t even aware he was saying these things.
“I want a daughter who looks like you, too. She’d be so adorable.”
Zion’s cock throbbed violently. The sudden, overwhelming fullness filling his inner walls signaled an imminent release.
Jubin clung to him desperately, refusing to let him pull out.
“Keep going, Zion. Don’t stop.”
As long as you come inside me, Jubin thought, I’ll give you anything. A son, a daughter, twins—ten of them if you want.
Just before he came, Zion maintained his fierce, driving pace, his brow furrowing as he muttered an apology.
“Sunbae, I’m sorry.”
Why? Why are you sorry? Jubin shook his head vehemently, his arms tightening around Zion in a desperate embrace.
“No, don’t pull out. Please, Zion!”
Zion fought back the first wave of climax, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists.
“I… I don’t want you to hate me…”
“Zion, look at me. Look at hyung. Please?”
Jubin knew.
He knew how much Zion wanted to call him hyung. How much that single word meant to him.
“Calling me hyung right now… that’s cheating,” Jubin managed to say.
“Trust me, hyung.”
At the word, Zion’s expression crumbled. He lowered his head, his body trembling violently, yet he fought with all his might to hold back his release.
“Cum inside. It’s okay.”
Zion’s green eyes fixed on Jubin’s flushed face, drinking him in. Like a terrified boy, he scrutinized every detail—Jubin’s gaze, the movement of his lips, his tone, the sound of his breath.
“Really… you won’t hate me?”
Jubin nodded frantically.
“How could I ever hate you? You’re so lovely.”
The rims of Zion’s eyes reddened.
Just before the hard length stretching his inner walls was about to go slack…
“Hyung, you know I love you a lot, right?”
A torrent of tender, warm kisses poured over him. A far greater flood of pheromones than before filled Jubin’s mouth, swallowed down with every gulp of saliva.
“Mmm. Mmm…”
His mind went hazy, and he floundered in the kiss for a long moment.
Soon, the cock that had filled Jubin’s inner walls was withdrawn.
Jubin instinctively knew he had come outside. Startled, he pulled his lips away and pushed him back.
“Haah… You did it outside?”
Zion nodded impassively, his gaze heavy and sunken.
“Why… Why didn’t you come inside?”
His fingertips slowly caressed Jubin’s face. It was a gesture heavy with meaning.
“I won’t blame you if I get pregnant. I’m the one who wants your baby.”
Zion let out a ragged breath and reached beneath the sofa. He retrieved a hidden condom, tore it open with his teeth, and rolled it over his re-erected cock.
“You promised not to come inside me. I’ll do anything else, though. So, Sunbae… just cry in my arms from now on.”
As if his mind was made up, he twisted Jubin’s arms and forced him down onto his stomach.
“Ah, wait… Zion!”
Before he could even protest, a savage force pierced him from behind.
“…Ah!”
Jubin buried his face in the sofa, his body trembling violently.
They had tried countless positions, but they had never done this—doggy style.
Because Jubin had never wanted to.
“Haa… This position. I told you I’m scared of it, that I hate it, didn’t I?”
Jubin had said those words to him once before.
“Ahhh…!”
The angle was completely different from missionary, and the feeling of fullness was entirely new. As Zion began to thrust deeply from above, not just Jubin’s stomach but his entire body trembled with electric spasms.
“Z-Zion. The condom… haa… take it out. Stop.”
“Begging won’t help. I’m going to keep fucking you until you’re satisfied…!”
One of the reasons Jubin hated doggy-style was because it felt like the textbook definition of Alpha and Omega. It felt like a position meant solely for impregnation, which was why he had always subconsciously refused it. To deliberately try this position now… it felt like a cruel joke.
“Hngh, hngh! Hnnngh! Z-Zion!”
An unfamiliar angle, an unfamiliar spot, an unfamiliar sensation.
Zion’s core strength, piercing from top to bottom as if relentlessly drilling into a single point, was beyond imagination.
“Ugh! Haa… Haa! S-Stop…”
Jubin was suffering, but Zion, finding it easier to thrust into Jubin’s now-limp, thoroughly loosened body, pushed forward with effortless ease.
The force was so intense that his already hypersensitive inner walls trembled.
“Do you really hate it? Hyung, your inside is practically begging for it.”
Jubin could only sob, his hips held fast in a helpless grip.
He couldn’t tell if he was crying because this violent sensation was too much to bear, or if he was weeping in ecstasy, drowned in unbearable pleasure.
“Ha… I’m gonna come…”
One thing was certain: he wanted this Alpha’s child.
That single goal was crystal clear.
To achieve it, Zion—who was fiercely driving into him—had to come inside.
“Zion… it hurts.”
Jubin deliberately weakened his voice, letting out a thin whimper. He laced his words with a fragile vulnerability, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps as if he might collapse at any moment.
At the word hurts, the rough, relentless movements stopped instantly.
“Did I hurt you? Where does it hurt?”
Zion’s body heat pressed close, filled with tender concern. Now was the chance.
“Zion…”
Jubin called his name desperately, clenching his lower body tight.
At that sudden pressure, Zion let out a sharp, strangled groan. Then, his massive frame finally collapsed.
“Wait, Zion—”
Asking for his understanding in a soft voice, Jubin pushed his hips back.
“Sunbae, what are you—”
Jubin moved back and forth, still impaled on Zion’s cock.
As he maintained a steady, moderate pace—neither too fast nor too slow—Zion’s ragged breaths brushed against his ear.
“Zion, does this feel good?”
When Jubin ground himself against Zion’s testicles as if trying to swallow them whole, Zion clenched his teeth.
He’s so lovely, reacting this much to my meager coquetry.
“Hah… I like it too, Zion.”
Jubin turned his head back, confessing in a gentle, pleading tone. His eyes wavered uncontrollably.
“I don’t want anyone else but you.”
I’d do anything to keep this noble and steadfast Alpha.
Jubin slowly crawled forward on his arms, sliding himself off Zion’s cock.
“Stay right there.”
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