Fiancé (1)

While shampooing each other's hair and rubbing shower gel foam over each other's bodies, they tangled playfully like boys. Admittedly, the playfulness carried a certain sensual edge.

They giggled as they squeezed foam from the sponge onto each other's chests and nipples, and Yeehyeon even used Liu's foam-covered hair to sculpt two little horns on either side of his head.

"Look, it suits you."

Yeehyeon pointed at the mirror, delighted. Liu glanced at the long vertical mirror on one tiled wall of the shower stall and wiped the fogged surface with his large palm. He turned his face this way and that, examining himself in the fan-shaped cleared area.

"Ha, you had to pull this trick on my face?"

Yeehyeon came up behind him and rested his chin on Liu's shoulder in the mirror, fiddling happily with the foam horns. He looked thoroughly pleased with himself.

"You're cute. Like a little devil."

"If I'm a devil... an incubus?"

Keeping his eyes locked on Yeehyeon's reflection, Liu reached back and grabbed Yeehyeon's hips.

"Ugh."

"You know incubi can have children with humans, right?"

"I'm still developing, so no."

Liu quickly wrapped his arms around Yeehyeon's waist and turned him halfway around. In an instant, Yeehyeon was facing Liu, held in his arms. From beneath lowered eyelids, grayish-blue eyes looked up at Yeehyeon with an even deeper gaze.

"You never know. You're special."

"......"

"My Diamond Dust."

He whispered from so close he seemed about to cover Yeehyeon's lips.

The water pouring from above made Liu's hair fall across his forehead. A droplet traced a long path down from his brow bone — above his deep-set eyes — and the water running down his prominent nose moistened his parted lips.

Yeehyeon, standing opposite him, looked much the same. Liu slipped his fingers through Yeehyeon's hair stuck to his forehead and swept it back. White shampoo foam running down from his thick black hair slid over Yeehyeon's shoulders, down his back and chest.

Yeehyeon wrapped his hand around Liu's wrist and stroked it, and the water dripping from Liu's lips and chin trickled down onto Yeehyeon's mouth.

"Haa, huu..."

Liu's hand reached Yeehyeon's cock. His wet hand, gripping the length of it, stroked upward from the base all the way to the head.

"Ah... haa, ha... ugh."

Yeehyeon's hands, bracing against Liu's chest, scraped and gripped the skin as if digging into muscle. The tongue Liu used to lick his own lower lip looked unusually red.

He handled Yeehyeon's slender flesh with practiced ease — knowing exactly where to grip harder and where to ease the pressure so the cock in his hand would swell. With every movement of his long fingers, Yeehyeon's breathing grew more ragged.

"Huu, huu... ha! Haa..."

Liu lowered his head and brought his lips close to Yeehyeon's ear.

"Make it hard with your hands."

Yeehyeon, who had been scratching Liu's broad, firm chest, swallowed dryly. Then, hesitating, he let his hand trail further down. Tracing the defined lines of Liu's abs, Yeehyeon reached lower. He felt the heavy, flaccid cock hanging there. Beneath it, he gently closed his hand around the firm, full weight of Liu's balls.

"Mmm..."

A low, appreciative sound escaped Liu's lips against Yeehyeon's collarbone. Stimulated by that reaction, Yeehyeon's hand pressed and kneaded with greater intensity. In proportion to the thickness and length of his cock, Liu's balls were generously sized — roughly the span of Yeehyeon's palm, but not loose: neatly held, well-shaped.

Whenever those full, taut ovals and the thick cock resting above them came into view, Yeehyeon always felt heat rising from the core of his body. As if Liu were calling out to him. As if his body responded before his mind could form the thought.

When he gently pulled down and released, they swung with a satisfying heaviness — different from the movement of the long cock. When Liu thrust himself deep and rolled his hips, those balls would bump against the rim of his entrance. Just recalling that weight and rhythm made Yeehyeon instinctively curl his toes and fingertips.

"Ah — " It seemed he'd misjudged the pressure, because Liu suddenly caught Yeehyeon's wrist. When Yeehyeon looked up in surprise, Liu's handsome, wet face was frowning through a smile.

"Were you trying to pull them off?"

"I'm sorry. I was distracted... Did that hurt?"

"Distracted, were you, while touching between my legs?"

"That's not it..."

"Distracted..."

Liu buried his nose deep in the nape of Yeehyeon's neck and inhaled slowly.

"While your pheromones are pouring all over me like this?"

"......"

"Sounds like you were having filthy thoughts instead."

The hand gripping Yeehyeon's cock began to move with more ruthlessness.

"Ugh! Hng..."

Yeehyeon unconsciously looped his arms under Liu's armpits and clung to his shoulders. A dense fog rolled into his mind once again.

Harsh breaths burst from their lips, parted as if they were about to devour each other. Liu's sharply pointed tongue pierced Yeehyeon's upper lip, then licked upward from beneath his lower lip. Then it pressed forward — long and penetrating — between Yeehyeon's teeth and over his tongue. Their lips, which had been slightly out of alignment, finally met as one.

"Mmm... yes..."

Pheromones were secreted most actively in areas where body heat was strongest — the armpits, groin, nape — as well as in slick inner surfaces like the inside of the mouth and the entrance of the body. They also saturated bodily fluids: saliva, pre-cum, semen, and Yeehyeon's arousal fluid. So this deep kiss was like plunging a straw into a cup brimming with pheromones and drinking it down.

"Mmm, mm. Hic, yes. Ah..."

They eagerly angled their jaws, tasting each other's pheromones. Liu licked quickly, bit softly, sucked. Yeehyeon, whose reason was beginning to dissolve under the pheromones, was no longer passive. Liu caught the tip of Yeehyeon's tongue between his teeth and tugged. Yeehyeon didn't resist even as saliva dripped from the tongue stretched out between his lips.

"Huu... huu, ugh, yes..."

Instead, he pushed his tongue deeper into Liu's mouth, urging him to suck harder.

Liu's gaze, fixed on Yeehyeon below him, grew hazy. His hands slid from Yeehyeon's sides down to his hips, then lower — palming the firm, yielding flesh of his ass. His fingers pressed in, sinking deep as he gripped him. A sharp surge of arousal rose up. As their tongues tangled, Liu held him there and gave a slow, deliberate squeeze, rocking him lightly in his hands.

"Nngh... mm..."

Yeehyeon's breath hitched and his scent bloomed thickly. Liu shoved him roughly against the tile wall.

"Ugh!"

Yeehyeon's bare back hit the wall hard. Before he could spring away, Liu pressed his entire body against him, pinning him there.

"Mm. Ngh. Rgh... mm."

Because his mouth was sealed by another kiss, Yeehyeon couldn't exhale the breath pressing out of him. He wrapped his arms around Liu's neck, who stood braced before his chest. Rock-hard thighs pushed urgently between Yeehyeon's legs.

"Ngh, ngh... ah... mm."

Each press and release of those thighs made Yeehyeon's body jolt. The breath escaping his lips — being sucked on — trembled. Yeehyeon's heels lifted, and eventually he was barely touching the floor.

It was meaningless to calculate whose pheromones had hit first. The moment the edges of both — spreading slowly outward like ripples — touched, they only fed each other, becoming larger waves trembling ever more violently.

Between their pressed-together lower bodies, they rubbed and ground against each other. The sensation created by pre-cum slicking over skin not yet fully rinsed was indescribably erotic. Every strand of coarse hair stood on end.

Yeehyeon rubbed his dripping entrance against Liu's thigh and pressed his hard cock against those abs. Liu's thigh, slick with arousal fluid heavy with pheromones, was gleaming all over.

"Haa, ha! F-feels so... good, Kun..."

Arms wrapped around Liu's neck, Yeehyeon thrust his hips freely, as much as he wanted. His body didn't feel like his own.

"Feels good, Yeehyeon-ah?"

"G-good... good..."

"Seems like it."

Liu gripped both of Yeehyeon's ass cheeks tightly and pulled them hard, pressing his own lower body forward at the same time.

"Haa! Ah — hic!"

Yeehyeon jerked his chin up and squeezed his eyes shut. A sharp thrill raced toward the head of his cock, and strength gathered in his lower body. Thin saliva dripped from his parted lips. The signal to come was crashing over him. Yeehyeon's calves, dangling in the air, kicked weakly. As if fleeing from something terrifying, he clung desperately to Liu's neck.

"Gah! I-I'm gonna... I'm gonna come, Kun. I think I'm gonna come..."

"Show me when you come. Hmm?"

Liu's kisses and murmurs landed on Yeehyeon's heaving cheeks and lips — tender and sweet — but his eyes, watching his lover rush toward the edge, flickered with raw, savage desire. As he moved his hips and flexed to press against Yeehyeon's cock, he whispered softly, as if coaxing a child.

"Better to come here once or twice. Good?"

Yeehyeon knew why. Otherwise he'd flood the sheets. So much that two or three towels couldn't handle it.

"Ah, hng! Ugh, Ku, Kun..."

"Yeah, Yeehyeon-ah."

Calling Liu's name at the moment of climax always felt more electrifying. Even when he was alone in Paris, Yeehyeon always called his name at the very end while touching himself. Even when building up slowly, he always imagined Liu's hands on him and called that name. It was unconscious.

"Haa, ha... Ku, Kun. Kuu — ugh... mm."

With his lips sealed by Liu's kiss, Yeehyeon came. White fluid splattered across both their stomachs and chests. Yeehyeon trembled uncontrollably, unable to hold himself up, and Liu wrapped an arm around his waist to support him. Though it was Yeehyeon who had come, Liu was panting heavily too — from arousal.

Liu arched his upper body back and looked down. Then, as if savoring it, he stroked his own stomach and chest, spreading Yeehyeon's release across his skin.

After that, he grabbed Yeehyeon's wrists — which had been wrapped around his neck — and drew them down. Meeting his eyes, he kissed the inside of Yeehyeon's wrist, then bit down on the skin as if he might tear a piece of flesh away.

"Hah — ugh."

Yeehyeon flinched and shuddered, shoulders hunching. More thrilling than painful.

Liu slowly drew the startled, docile Yeehyeon closer by his right shoulder — like someone observing a cornered animal. Then he turned Yeehyeon around so his chest and cheek were pressed against the mirror.

Yeehyeon's legs, still reeling from the aftershock of coming, swayed precariously. Pinned against the mirror — cheek pressed flat like a suspect moments before arrest — he gasped, afraid of what was coming next.

Liu's hand, pressed flat against his back, swept around to the front. It scratched through damp hair, soothed his still-not-fully-softened cock, and then the large palm dug deeper.

"Ugh, uh... ah."

The moment Liu cupped his entire palm over Yeehyeon's slick entrance, Liu's arms and shoulders went rigid. Between Yeehyeon's legs — the place he was touching directly — was completely soaked. No, it was getting wetter at that very moment. It felt as if that place itself were dissolving.

A stickiness with a viscosity heavier than water. Arousal fluid — not just an Omega's, but Diamond Dust's — thick with a fragrance that made his head swim. Inhaling it deep into his lungs, Liu twisted his wrist and caressed the soft inner flesh.

"Hah… hh — mm… ah."

As Liu rubbed lower, Yeehyeon's sounds grew sweeter — slightly different from when Liu stroked his cock. Hearing that plaintive, desperate voice, Liu released his pheromones more intensely. At the same time, he slipped his other arm under Yeehyeon's armpit, pulling him away from the mirror into his chest, and used his thumb to circle a nipple.

"Hah! Ah... ah."

Yeehyeon, gripping Liu's arm across his chest, moaned now in a thin, almost sobbing sound.

Held from behind with Liu's hand between his legs, Yeehyeon arched and twisted in pleasure in the moisture-beaded mirror. Every time Liu gripped and kneaded him there, his balls and cock twitched against that wrist. While stroking the nipple with his thumb, Liu kissed behind Yeehyeon's earlobe.

"You look good."

Then Liu pulled his palm away from between Yeehyeon's legs and tilted it toward the mirror. A milky, translucent fluid pooled thickly on his palm — sticky strands stretching long between Yeehyeon's groin and Liu's hand. Without a moment's hesitation, Liu raised his hand and licked the clinging mass of pheromones from his palm with his tongue.

"You're... you're insane!"

Yeehyeon, who had been slumped with his head resting back against Liu's shoulder, lurched forward and grabbed Liu's wrist. But Liu's throat had already moved deeply.

The pheromones hit his consciousness hard. Liu shook his head several times. Water droplets clinging to his hair scattered everywhere.

"I bury my face between your legs and suck you off every day. What's wrong with this little bit?"

"Th-that's different."

"This isn't the first time I've done this to you, is it?"

To demonstrate, Liu licked the arousal fluid from his palm once more — that clump of pheromones. When Yeehyeon, face flushed scarlet, lunged for him again, Liu pulled his arm back this time. Grinning mischievously, he hugged Yeehyeon's struggling waist and planted kisses all over his cheeks — smack, smack, smack.

Having swallowed Didi's pheromones directly, they poured out of Liu now in force. Swept away as if by a massive wave, Yeehyeon couldn't get his senses back for a long moment.

"Ah... haah… ha..."

Taking advantage of the opening, Liu pushed Yeehyeon against the mirror again. He pressed his groin tightly against Yeehyeon's rear. Yeehyeon's ass compressed beautifully — flesh bulging upward — and Liu's cock, head peeking out from between those cheeks, twitched. The sight of his own pre-cum overflowing and trailing down Yeehyeon's backside made Liu's breathing rough.

Hoooh... He ran his hand down Yeehyeon's spine, grasping the slender waist on either side. Moving his hips slowly upward, his cock head repeatedly buried itself between Yeehyeon's cheeks and emerged again. The obscenity of the sight forced him to bite down hard enough to hurt his own lip.

Thud. Yeehyeon twisted his hips, slamming his forehead against the mirror. That friction — so reminiscent of being inside him — made Yeehyeon's legs buckle.

"Ugh, yes... ngh, ngh..."

"Yeehyeon-ah."

Liu, close against Yeehyeon's profile, whispered the question. His brain was saturated with pheromones, refusing rational thought. He started working Yeehyeon's lower body again with his large palm.

"Should we draw more out here before we go to the bedroom?"

Yeehyeon's situation wasn't much different from Liu's. Saliva dripped in a long string from Yeehyeon's lips, pressed crown-first against the mirror as he looked down at the floor.

"Hah — ah... hah… huu..."

Gasping for uneven breaths, Yeehyeon managed to turn his head to look at Liu.

"You've been producing too much lately."

The hand gripping and caressing him below was deliberate. Yeehyeon knew Liu wasn't talking about cum. Liu was suggesting they coax more arousal fluid out before moving to the bedroom. Leaning against the mirror, Yeehyeon only panted — trying to collect himself — unable to answer either way.

But the thick, spreading pheromone answered for him.

Liu, pressed close against Yeehyeon's back, let his hand trail down Yeehyeon's trembling thigh. Then he lifted behind the knee.

"Uh."

The next moment, Yeehyeon's calves were hanging in the air.

Yeehyeon was an adult man, but Liu didn't struggle either. Like curling a barbell, he flexed and lifted Yeehyeon into the air without a sound.

It was a position where Liu held him up by the backs of his knees, facing forward — knees bent, thighs spread wide open, everything exposed. No way to frame it that didn't look like a man being held for something.

Yeehyeon groped blindly for Liu's arms and held on.

"I feel like I'm going to fall."

He was pretending to be nervous. It was really an attempt to hide his shame.

"I'll never drop you. You know how many times we've done this position."

Liu whispered in a rough, scraped voice, kissing again and again at the sticky nape of Yeehyeon's neck right in front of him.

True — they had done this position with penetration several times. But never like this, without any penetration, in front of a mirror.

Yeehyeon tried to close his thighs. Useless. Liu deliberately spread them wider, showing everything off. His cock, hard again from the foreplay, was completely exposed in the mirror — nothing hidden.

Liu's rigidly erect cock pressed tightly against his ass — long enough to bridge past his entrance, nudge his balls, and brush against Yeehyeon's own cock. It felt like that pillar might change direction at any moment and push deep inside. Unconsciously, Yeehyeon swallowed dryly.

"Your pheromones are getting thicker. You like this."

Once pheromones were being exchanged, lying about sex was pointless. Liu, kissing Yeehyeon's neck, let out a soft breath — a quiet warning to be still.

"Shhh... shhhh..."

"Why, why are you making that sound? I'm not peeing."

"It's similar. Try making a sound like you're trying to go. Shhh..."

"Stop it. That sound isn't going to make it come out..."

Drip. Before he could finish, a long, translucent, sticky fluid stretched toward the floor. It flowed around Liu's cock — blocking his entrance — before falling heavily.

Yeehyeon shook his head, kicking his suspended legs. Still, he couldn't tear his eyes from the mirror. After releasing a few thick drops, thinner fluid began to leak. Drip, drip. Then a trickle. Then a stream.

He knew the amount of fluid could thoroughly soak two or three large towels. He had felt it with his own hands; he had seen Liu's face go slick with it. But this was the first time he had seen it pour directly from his own body like this.

So this is what an Omega is.

To receive an Alpha's hard cock without any lubricant — pouring out enough arousal fluid to overflow...

The reality that his body had changed — was changing — was right there in the mirror.

From behind, Liu pressed his lips close to Yeehyeon's earlobe. He whispered softly, as if sharing a secret.

"What happened?"

"Ah, ngh... hah..."

"You said it wouldn't come out just by trying."

"Hah, ah. Ugh."

"Are you leaking from down there now instead?"

Just hearing that made new arousal flood out. Yeehyeon shuddered at the sensation and kicked his legs wildly. It was such a large amount that he thought his insides might all come out. At first thick and heavy, hanging in long strands, after releasing a few large drops it thinned out and began to stream.

"Do other Omegas... become like this too? Right, Kun?"

Liu nudged the pooled fluid — enough to form a small puddle — with his toe.

"Our Yeehyeon just happens to be on the wetter side."

Then he tapped at the puddle with his foot, making a wet sound. The noise of sticky fluid clinging and pulling away from his skin reminded Yeehyeon of sex. Slick, slick, slick, slick.

"I've changed my mind."

In the mirror, Liu — eyes hazy and dark — licked Yeehyeon's earlobe with the tip of his tongue.

"Let me suck you clean."

In that instant, Yeehyeon's entrance contracted and released, and a thick rush of fluid poured out once more. Yeehyeon turned his head toward Liu, who stood behind him.

After a messy kiss — tongues rubbing and twisting outside their lips — Yeehyeon gasped for breath. He kissed the bridge of Liu's high nose while pressing his own hand between his legs.

"Do it. Have Awi suck me here."

Liu lost his composure entirely.