Honeymoon

After another knotting concluded, Yeehyeon rested his cheek on Liu's shoulder and went limp. Liu held him, stroking his back until the swollen root finally withdrew.

"Ugh..."

As Liu slowly pulled out, Yeehyeon shivered repeatedly while still being held. This time too, a large amount of fluid gushed out the moment they separated. Definitely more than usual, whether arousal fluid or Liu's semen.

Liu lifted Yeehyeon up, holding him almost slung over his shoulder, and stood. As Liu walked toward the bed, Yeehyeon's arms hung limply on either side.

After laying him on the bed and giving him water, Yeehyeon's eyes slowly began to focus again.

The water Liu had set out was running low, so he fetched a new bottle from the mini-fridge. As he stood beside the bed twisting the cap off, Yeehyeon called out in a parched voice.

"Kun."

"Yeah?"

"That thing..."

Yeehyeon's gaze was fixed on Liu's groin.

"It's calm now. I've never seen it like this before."

Liu's cock had never naturally gone soft after ejaculation. This was true no matter how many times he had come. Sometimes it took him over thirty minutes to return to normal. Now, it was hanging limply, pointed downward.

Only after five rounds of knotting did the erection finally subside.

"You said it was your first rut, right?"

"It was my first time."

"I guess that was the answer — rut sex."

"The answer?"

"This much was necessary during the rut to make it subside."

Yeehyeon couldn't take his eyes off Liu's cock. At first, it was just curiosity. But soon, it became more than that. Pheromones began to rise from Yeehyeon.

Inhaling the scent that continued to bloom without tiring, Liu stepped even closer to the bed. The high stack of mattresses brushed against his thighs. The look in Yeehyeon's eyes, who had been lying there listlessly, changed.

Yeehyeon turned over onto his stomach, propped himself up on his elbows, and drew closer to Liu. The distance shrank until Yeehyeon's warm, sharp breath brushed against Liu's groin. Without it even being erect, he wrapped his fingers around the long, heavy length. As soon as Yeehyeon's hand made contact, the cock twitched and rapidly swelled.

Yeehyeon parted his lips and took the tip into his mouth.

"Mmm…"

Liu slowly closed his eyes. He stroked down across his own chest and then threaded his fingers into Yeehyeon's hair.

As Liu savored the pleasure Yeehyeon was giving him and the thick scent of his pheromones, a pill bottle suddenly caught his eye. Liu picked up the bottle rolling on the bed, gently gripped Yeehyeon's hair, and pulled back slightly.

"Yeehyeon-ah."

"Mm."

Yeehyeon, who had only managed to wet the tip without even taking half of it, looked up sharply.

"What I took today wasn't birth control."

Yeehyeon's eyes, glazed over from what he'd been doing, shook violently.

"I think I took the wrong one."

Yeehyeon pulled away slowly, his lips parting from the tip. A glistening string stretched between the reddened, wet head and Yeehyeon's tongue. Liu wiped it away with the back of his hand.

Yeehyeon sat up, bracing himself on his knees in front of Liu.

"Wh-what do you mean? Did you check it properly? There's no way..."

Yeehyeon lunged forward, trying to snatch the pill bottle from Liu. Liu wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him tightly against his stomach. Off balance, Yeehyeon tumbled into his embrace.

"See? You were startled."

"......"

Yeehyeon, who had been staring up at Liu, forgetting even to blink, frowned.

"Was that a joke?"

Then he struggled to push Liu's arm away.

"It's proof that you're not ready to have a baby yet."

"That's not it — I'm just surprised because it was so sudden."

But Liu didn't let Yeehyeon go.

"If you were really ready, you wouldn't have been this surprised, right? Even if my birth control was wrong, you took yours too? Is that something to be this shocked about?"

"Because I couldn't think that far ahead right away."

Yeehyeon didn't give up easily, continuing to squeeze the hand Liu had wrapped around his waist. He seemed genuinely angry.

Liu wrapped both arms tightly around Yeehyeon's back and waist. He rubbed his lips against Yeehyeon's bare shoulder, the back of his neck, and his ear, begging for forgiveness in a tender voice.

"Don't be mad. Don't be mad, darling."

"...That's cowardly."

Although his voice still held a trace of grumpiness, Yeehyeon made no further attempt to pull his hand away.

Mhm. Liu pulled Yeehyeon closer, tightening his grip, and gently stroked the back of his partner's head. Then he cupped Yeehyeon's cheeks with both hands and kissed his forehead, the bridge of his nose, and his lips. With their foreheads touching, he whispered,

"Our honeymoon for just the two of us only happens once in a lifetime."

"..."

"Can't our honeymoon last a little longer? Hmm?"