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For a while, the two simply looked at each other without saying anything. To be precise, Chase was staring at Josh, and Josh, overwhelmed with embarrassment, kept glancing away.

The silence was unbearable—especially in this situation.

Josh was already struggling after the tense conversation in the parlor, but this silence was far heavier. The man standing in front of him, shaking with betrayal, was different from the colleagues he'd worked with. Chase's anger was completely justified. So right now, Josh was ready to accept whatever came his way—even if it meant getting hit.

At least he won't kill me.

Josh frowned at the thought. No, Chase wouldn't.

"You."

Finally, Chase spoke. Josh remained silent, waiting for what would come next.

"Bring me the pills."

Without hesitation, Josh reached for the medicine box and handed it over. Chase snatched it away and slowly read the label, as if engraving each letter into his mind. Of course, nothing would change no matter how many times he read it.

When he finally looked up, his face was still filled with disbelief.

"…Really?"

Chase barely got the word out. His voice wavered, making Josh want to deny everything, to tell him it wasn't true just to ease his distress. But he couldn't.

Swallowing back his emotions, Josh gave a small nod. Chase bit his lower lip hard, his breath trembling as he exhaled. Watching him struggle to hold back his emotions made Josh's heart ache.

But that sympathy vanished the moment Chase suddenly hurled the pill bottle.

"Ah—!"

Josh hadn't expected that. He flinched as the container flew past him, over the veranda, disappearing somewhere in the garden. Stunned, he stood there with his mouth slightly open, unable to find words.

"…What the hell was that?"

Chase ignored the question and asked instead, "Is this all I am to you?"

"…?"

"Just this?"

He scoffed. Josh sighed in frustration and finally spoke.

"Yeah, that's all. What do you want me to do now?"

Josh knew he had deceived Chase, and that was the real issue. But right now, he was also barely holding on—his body reacting to Chase's pheromones, his mind clouding over without the medication. But Chase didn't seem to care about Josh's predicament.

"Is that so?"

Josh clenched his jaw at the sarcasm in Chase's voice, but before he could say anything, Chase smirked and went a step further.

"In that case, I'll spend my rut with you from now on."

"What?"

Josh blinked in disbelief.

"You don't have a choice, do you?" Chase sneered. "You either sleep with someone, or you suffer through every heat cycle alone."

His words were laced with mockery, and Josh felt his temper flare.

"You threw away my meds, you asshole."

It was a valid argument, but all he got in return was a dismissive laugh.

"And I said I'd take care of you instead, so what's the problem?"

Josh was speechless.

The sweet scent of Chase's pheromones thickened in the air, far stronger than usual. It was clear Chase was furious, but Josh was already struggling to stay upright. He clenched and unclenched his fists, trying to suppress the emotions bubbling inside him.

He wanted to knock some sense into Chase, but as soon as he looked at his face, his anger faltered.

Damn it.

Josh took a deep breath out of habit—and instantly regretted it.

Shit.

By the time he realized his mistake, it was too late. He had already inhaled a lungful of Chase's pheromones.

Am I an idiot?

His head spun. His breathing became uneven. His thoughts scattered.

Josh shut his eyes and reached out a hand.

"Let's talk about this later. I can't—"

"Why?"

Chase suddenly grabbed his wrist, pulling him closer. Josh froze, his dazed eyes finally refocusing.

"What are you doing?" he stammered, uncharacteristically flustered.

Chase narrowed his eyes.

"Why?" he whispered, leaning in. "Are you turned on?"

"You little—"

Josh cursed under his breath, but his heated skin and ragged breathing betrayed him. There was no strength behind his words.

Chase's gaze flicked downward. Josh tried to push him away, but it was useless.

He knew Chase was going to kiss him. He also knew he should shove him back without hesitation.

But instead of turning away, he closed his eyes.

And then their lips met.

A quiet sigh slipped between them.

A hot breath mixed with lingering sweetness as their tongues intertwined. Chase's arm wrapped around Josh's waist, pulling him closer.

Their bodies, already burning, only grew hotter.

A deep pheromone scent was felt in his throat. Chase was pouring pheromones all over Josh's body. Josh was half-conscious.

After a long time, when Chase lifted his head, Josh seemed completely melted, unable to energize his limbs. Chase, who quickly hugged his body about to collapse, looked down at Josh's face.

"… You're really an Omega. "

He whispered in a voice not knowing whether it was sighing or admiration.

Josh only looked at him with that blurred gaze. Chase tilted his head again. The lips clashed, and Josh closed his eyes altogether. Open mouth. Chase licks his tongue inside, hastily licks up the flesh, saliva clumps and flows into Josh's mouth, some of it falls into his throat, and all of a sudden, Josh recalls the memory of sucking Chase's penis. He was tightly inflated. It was just delivered to the lower half of the Chase.

"… you want to? "

Chase asked, lip-to-lip. Josh nodded hastily. The lips that touched were violently rubbed. Chase groaned as low as a sigh, then suddenly hugged Josh.

Josh vaguely remembered that this had happened before. It was surprising and embarrassing to go to bed while being gently embraced by another man, as if floating in the air, even in a hazy situation like now.

"…"

With a cool sensation behind his back, Josh realized that Chase had left him in bed. He glanced at him with an exhilarating glance, as Chase, half-standing with his knees raised, looked down at him and pulled his shirt out of his pants.

Josh swallowed a gulp when he saw him without releasing the button, crossing his arms and pulling them off overhead at once. Chase, who threw his shirt out of bed, opened his mouth to him.

"Want to lick it?"

Josh nodded. Without taking his gaze away from him, Chase unbuckled and unzipped his pants. A firmly standing penis appeared out of the brif. When he saw the fleet stained with pink, Josh was completely enchanted.

Chase climbed over him and lowered his penis. As Josh opened his mouth, the soft tip touched his lips. As it came into his mouth, he leaned his head and hurriedly opened his throat.

"…!"

Heavy pressure filled his throat. Josh climbed up, stroking Chase's tight thighs, grasping his scrotum. He wanted to suck it up with his penis all at once, but it was too thick and long to do so. Reluctantly, Josh caresses with his tongue, grabs the pole with his hand, and begins to massage.

"…Sigh. "

A deep groan of Chase was heard above him. Josh mentally sucked his penis and rubbed his lips, causing the illusion of melting his brain with the rich pheromone scent of him. Chase moved his waist and rubbed his erect penis.

Josh couldn't even move his mouth by irritating his throat. As if it had become difficult for him to hold up, he bowed with a quick breath.

Forcibly opened his throat, the penis pushed in deeply, and Josh was choked, but Chase squeezed his penis in a cramped way. He could feel a pulse.

"…!"

Dark pheromone scent with a warm sensation inside the throat felt this coming pushed flat, leaving a distinctive flavor poured inside. Josh went blank.

"…. ahhh, ahhh."

As soon as Chase finished ejaculating in him and took out his penis, a cough came up with nausea. Every time he coughed, he felt the taste of a fishy body fluid in his throat. When he barely calmed down, he was exhausted.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha."

As he swallowed dry saliva through the sound of his breath, Josh lay down on the bed as if toppled. It was the first time he has been so tired.

Sex was such an energy consuming thing, Josh thought in a vague head. Maybe he was influenced by Chase's pheromone and felt worse. Josh belatedly realized that he had ejaculated. The lower leg was damp and wet.

But for Chase, it was just the beginning. Josh let him unfasten his belt and take off his pants. Soon afterward, the crotch seemed to be getting cooler, and as Chase threw his shirt, he threw his pants out of bed. Josh just stared blankly as he lowered his head again.

"You're really incredibly wet, you. Are all Omegas like this?"

Chase asked, sucking and letting go of his lower lip. Josh replied blankly.

"I don't know…. I haven't seen Omega men, too."

"You didn't sleep with the man Omega?"

Chase, playing with Josh's nipples between his fingers, suddenly asked. Josh was anxious, grabbed his hand, and indirectly caressed his nipples and opened his mouth.

"The only man I slept with was you. Until now, only with women…"

As Josh mumbled, gasping for breath.

"I like women, and I never imagined sleeping with a man."

Chase's eyes narrowed. Josh couldn't hold it and lifted his finger and put it in his mouth. The wet tongue wrapped around the long fingers, and the lips were small, so he lifted it. Like a penis, he enthusiastically sucked Chase's fingers. Chase looking at the figure distorted his face. With him, his penis, which touched the lower leg, regained strength again.

"Clothes…!"

Chase's erect penis was rubbed straight without even taming the hole that had been bitten. At other times, it would be tightly closed, but now, he stumbled and opened a gap. Without hesitation, Chase poked in, squeezing the creases. Under pressure, Josh swallows his breath and twists his face.

The penis that came in, spreading the bottom, was violent, but the face looking at Josh was completely different from him. Josh couldn't figure out why he was staring at him with this look.

He didn't know that his tenacious gaze would continue to fall off his face. Chase watched over and over as Josh swallowed, narrowed his eyebrows, and kept his breathing every time he pushed in and out. Josh became embarrassed because of his gaze, and the bottom tightened.

"Oh, uh yeah."

Although he groaned his teeth, he groaned through his mouth unknowingly at the penis that digs into the inside. When he realized his gaze staring at him, Josh became embarrassed and tried to turn his head, but Chase's hand grabbed his chin and put it back in place, terrifyingly avoiding his gaze. As he unavoidably made eye contact, his expression turned violently.

"Where are you looking? Who are you imagining?"

Josh blinks in confusion at the words he grinds his teeth. He tried to say no, but Chase was faster.

"Look at me, see who's putting on you right now."

"…"

"Don't close your eyes!"

Chase screamed roughly, giving strength to the hand holding his chin. Reluctantly, Josh had to express his feelings clearly while facing his gaze. Whenever Chase's penis was lifted down, his face was spontaneously distorted, with both pleasure and pain spreading at the same time, but even looking at it, Chase did not stop.

"Ah, ha, ha."

Josh's breath gradually accelerated. Along with him, Chase's waistline also accelerated rapidly. Whenever the penis that was swollen to the limit was pulled out, he felt a sense of collapse and fear, as if the stomach was all sucked out, but it was only a moment, and the moment he rested with the penis that filled up again, his consciousness flew white.

"Wow…"

When he ejaculated again, something like his own poured into Josh's stomach. He closed his eyes for a moment, feeling the hot stalks pulsing wildly in his stomach.

✤✤✤✤✤✤

"…?"

Someone was kissing his cheeks and lips. It was tickling and even mourning, so Josh frowned in his brow. It was next that he opened his eyes.

It took a little more time to focus. After blinking his eyelids several times, he realized his gaze late and turned his head. Chase was staring at him right next to him.

"Uh…"

Josh, who inadvertently opened his mouth, became embarrassed and blushed. Chase's pheromone was much less. Thanks to this, Josh also found reason to some extent. He wanted to ask him why he wasn't sleeping, but Chase opened his mouth.

"Who is it?"

Puzzled, Josh noticed the meaning of the person he stroked his ear. Chase asked again, fiddling at the mark on Josh's auricle.

"Who left it on you?"

"What will you do?"

Asked that Chase replied.

"You want me to kill him?"

Josh contemplated for a moment the loss and gain of mankind if this man disappeared from the world. He also thought about whether this man is joking or serious.

"You can make a new one on top of this."

Henry gave him the method suggested, but Chase's answer was still the same.

"It doesn't matter, I'll kill him."

Josh had nothing more to say.

Would you say that you engraved it even now?

It might be a good idea to tell Chase to take a little more time to avoid being shocked. He thought it would be better to talk now. Josh made up his mind and opened his mouth.

"That…."

As he was speechless, Chase suddenly rose over his body, kissing his lips. Because of that, Josh missed the time to start talking. He waited a minute, and tried to restrain him, but Chase didn't give him a chance. His hand went down and grabbed Chase's penis and Josh's penis, which were still wet.

Oh, and an anticipation groan went into Josh's throat. Josh, too, couldn't stand it, lowered his hand, grabbed Chase's hand, and began to stroke both penis at once.

haha. haha.

The harsh breathing mixed up, and the bottom was wet again.

"Joshua."

Just before ejaculation Chase asked, who ironically stopped his hand.

"Shall I put it in?"

The answer was already set. Josh just nodded. And when Chase's penis pushed into the softly loose hole.