Alpha Trauma Novel - Chapter 31. Teacher (8)

Wooyeon leaned his forehead on Dohyun’s shoulder before Dohyun could even react. Then, he suddenly buried his nose in Dohyun’s nape, inhaling deeply. Wooyeon’s pheromones filled the entire surroundings, yet from Dohyun’s nape, an Alpha scent wafted.

“Your pheromones are really good…”

Wooyeon, forgetting he was about to take off his pants, pressed his body closer to Dohyun. Sweet and strong pheromones seeped into his skin. Dohyun let out a bewildered laugh but didn’t push Wooyeon away.

“It’s time to sleep now, Wooyeon.”

It was an obvious statement, but Dohyun’s words didn’t penetrate at all. Wooyeon rubbed his nose against Dohyun’s nape, greedily inhaling the pheromones. He could feel his already feverish body slowly heating up.

“Uhh…”

His fragile rationality fluttered away. His lower body ached, and the inside of his stomach tickled. Wooyeon slowly lowered his hand and rubbed his center.

“…Haa.”

He could feel his half-erect penis through his pants. It grew in size as Wooyeon touched it. He gently rubbed it, then pressed it firmly. Instinct seemed to govern his movements.

But no matter how he moved his hand, Wooyeon couldn’t reach the pleasure he desired. Eventually, Wooyeon, after struggling for a long time, even lifted his hips.

“What are you…”

Perhaps finding Wooyeon squirming in his arms strange, Dohyun pulled away. His gaze slowly moved down to the hand rubbing Wooyeon’s lower body. Wooyeon paid no mind to his gaze and pressed his palm down.

“…”

For a moment, he felt a floating sensation. Dohyun’s pheromones abruptly cut off, making Wooyeon think that time might have stopped. If Dohyun hadn’t spoken in a sunken voice, Wooyeon would have pinched his cheek.

“Wooyeon.”

Instinctively, he looked at Dohyun. His vision was blurry, so he couldn’t see Dohyun’s expression. So Wooyeon leaned his head into Dohyun’s embrace and pleaded in a whining voice.

“Please take off my pants.”

“…”

“This is suffocating…”

Dohyun didn’t embrace Wooyeon back. He merely stiffened his body and remained silent, just like that one time. Wooyeon, pressing even closer into Dohyun’s arms, rubbed his lips against his nape.

“Just my pants, okay?”

Only then did some reaction return. Dohyun didn’t take off his pants or embrace Wooyeon. He only let out a low laugh and murmured.

“How are you going to look at me tomorrow after this?”

“…Tomorrow?”

His thoughts simply wouldn’t connect. What correlation could what he was doing now have with seeing Dohyun tomorrow? As if noticing Wooyeon didn’t understand, Dohyun spoke as if exasperated.

“You’ll be drunk and won’t remember, you know.”

His voice wasn’t usual. It was low, heavy, and most of all, frightening. Wooyeon felt a surge of sorrow and wrapped his arms around Dohyun’s waist. He kept saying he wasn’t drunk, but Dohyun just wouldn’t believe him.

“I’ll remember.”

“You’ll remember?”

Wooyeon nodded with as much sincerity as he could muster. Below, it felt strange, his body was hot, and an unquenchable thirst accumulated inside his stomach. If he couldn’t somehow release this urge, there would be nothing more sorrowful.

“I won’t forget. So please…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Dohyun’s hand moved forward. With one hand, he unbuttoned Wooyeon’s pants, which Wooyeon had been fumbling with for a long time, and lowered the zipper. Then he grabbed Wooyeon’s shoulders and leaned him back against the headboard.

“Then do what you want.”

Wooyeon didn’t answer and put his hand inside his pants. Thanks to the unbuckled belt, the sensation on his penis was clearer than before. When he kneaded over his underwear with clumsy hands, a tingling pleasure vibrated through his lower abdomen.

“Hmph…”

His body slipped. He propped up his knees, spread his legs wide, and threw his head back. His shorts, which had somehow ridden up, fully exposed his pale thighs.

“Ugh…”

Wooyeon twitched his thighs and squinted. His vision was blurry, so he couldn’t see Dohyun clearly. Where he was looking, what his expression was, and how his lips were.

The only thing he was sure of was that it was hard for him to reach climax because Dohyun wasn’t releasing pheromones.

“Pheromones… please release them.”

“…”

“I can’t reach it…”

A sigh was heard. Dohyun, smiling wryly, lowered his voice ominously.

“Now you’re using me as fap material.”

Wooyeon, scattering heated breaths, crinkled his eyes. “Pheromones aren’t allowed?” he seemed to think, and Wooyeon subtly began.

“Then, instead of pheromones…”

“Instead of pheromones?”

“Hand?”

“…”

He couldn’t tell what Dohyun was thinking. He wasn’t hugging him, he cut off his pheromones, and now he wasn’t even answering. He was just asking for a hand, what was so hard about that?

“You’re really mean.”

Wooyeon muttered softly, as if complaining. When he made a whining sound, Dohyun let out a deep sigh. He covered his eyes with one hand, then spoke in a tightly suppressed voice.

“…You’re lying on my bed right now.”

Wooyeon didn’t stop moving his hand as he answered. A faint groan escaped his throat without his knowing.

“Hmph… I know.”

“Yeah, you don’t know anything, do you?”

“Ugh…”

The hand covering his eyes slowly swept down his face. Wooyeon saw Dohyun close and open his eyes a couple of times. Soon, a low voice leaked through his teeth.

“Your heat cycle isn’t far off, is it?”

“Uht, yes…”

“Did you take your suppressants?”

“I did, I did… ah…”

“You shouldn’t do this anywhere, you know that?”

“…Ugh.”

His voice slowly slowed down. The last part, ‘you shouldn’t do this,’ was almost inaudible. How much time passed? Dohyun bit his lower lip and murmured in a cracking voice.

“Ha… damn it, I don’t know.”

Wooyeon was startled by the vulgar word that came from Dohyun’s mouth. It was a common curse word for others, but it was the first time he’d heard Dohyun use it. While Wooyeon was momentarily entranced, Dohyun approached and grabbed his wrist.

“Take your hand off.”

He obediently removed his hand. He had a reckless belief that Dohyun would somehow help him. Dohyun reached out to Wooyeon’s lower body and swept over it once, as if gauging its size.

“Ah…!”

Even though he only touched it over the underwear, a piercing pleasure was felt. It couldn’t compare to when he had fumbled with it himself. Dohyun moved his hand over the underwear a few more times and then pulled down the waistband with his fingertips.

“Hmph…”

Wooyeon instinctively closed his thighs even in his disoriented state. His penis, exposed to the air, felt incredibly shameful. His penis, with sparse hair and a pale color, was just the right size to fit in Dohyun’s hand.

“Ah… no.”

“…Why?”

“Because I’m embarrassed…”

Dohyun replied, “Really?” and cupped Wooyeon’s penis. When he held it in one hand and rubbed it up and down, Wooyeon shrieked and lowered his head.

“Hmph, ah… ahh…”

“You said you were embarrassed, Wooyeon.”

The sensation of dry flesh rubbing against his hand was vivid. Precum, emerging from the tip of his glans, flowed down stickily. Dohyun rubbed the glans with his thumb and then swept down to the shaft.

“Hwah…!”

Wooyeon collapsed into Dohyun’s embrace. The pheromones that had been cut off earlier had slowly started flowing again. The pheromones, felt in his breathing, on his skin, everywhere, gnawed at the heat from the back of his throat.

“It’s hard not to reach climax when you’re feeling this good…”

Dohyun gently soothed Wooyeon while moving his hand. He softly released pheromones, and with his other hand, patted Wooyeon’s back. When Wooyeon curled up, clutching at his clothes, Dohyun would rub the most sensitive areas, draining his strength.

“Ah, no, no…”

“What’s ‘no’?”

He felt like his head was going to explode. It was just a hand touching him, but the stimulation was excessively intense. If his release hadn’t been so slow today, he would have climaxed long ago.

“…You’re slow because you drank, huh.”

Dohyun whispered softly and traced Wooyeon’s back. From his shoulder blades to his spine, and behind his neck. Every gentle stroke of his hand was stimulating.

“It’s too… too strange… Hmph…”

Wooyeon curled his toes and trembled his shoulders. Tears had gathered around his eyes without him realizing when. His clear cheeks turned bright red, and shimmering tears fell.

“Hmph…”

As soon as Wooyeon tilted his head back, Dohyun’s gaze followed his face. His burning eyes looked as if they would lose focus at any moment. Wooyeon, as if demanding, wrapped his hands around Dohyun’s neck and pulled him closer.

“Ugh, good, hmph…”

“…”

The distance narrowed, as if their lips would touch. The pheromones filling the room were already so mixed that it was impossible to tell whose they were. Wooyeon thought the breath touching his nose was sweet and slightly twisted his head.

“…”

“…”

Dohyun’s eyes slowly lowered. Their intertwined gazes were hotter than ever. His still rational gaze traced Wooyeon’s face over and over. Hesitating about something, he even stopped the hand touching Wooyeon’s penis.

“Hurry, do it… More…”

Wooyeon urged in an anxious voice. His moist voice clung to him alluringly. He leaned forward, trying to do something to Dohyun, but his lips met his jawline instead of the intended place.

“Ugh, please…”

“Ha…”

Dohyun grunted lowly and moved his hand again. The sensation of his palm rubbing his glans brought a pleasure he had never experienced before. Wooyeon’s voice pitched high, and a sharp groan echoed in his throat.

“Ah…!”

The sudden contraction of his body was like a signal flare announcing climax. Each time the long fingers coiled around him like a snake, his lower abdomen tightened.

Wooyeon clutched Dohyun’s clothes and his chest swelled. His thighs closed, and his ears rang deafeningly. Pheromones, stronger than ever, poured out as if to devour Dohyun.

“Hmph…”

Finally, Wooyeon ejaculated into Dohyun’s palm. His swollen penis twitched, spewing semen. Wooyeon’s body trembled repeatedly while Dohyun held him, catching the semen.

“…Ah.”

Dohyun slowly moved his lips. Was it a name, or an exclamation? Something indistinguishable flowed out. In that fleeting moment, Wooyeon also let out a faint moan.

“Ah… Teacher…”