Into the Rose Garden Novel - Chapter 52

He couldn’t remember ‘Omega Aeroc’. But there was nothing wrong with his intelligence. He stared intently at Aeroc, who had suddenly fallen silent, then opened his mouth.
“You investigated me.”
“Of course, just like you investigated me.”
He pushed the logic of tit-for-tat, but he wasn’t easily swayed. He spread Aeroc’s legs wide and unbuttoned his own pants. His penis, boasting a volume that could well be used as a sexual torture device, stood erect towards the sky. It was darker and more veiny than Aeroc’s penis. There were other differences too. While Aeroc’s was of a similar thickness from beginning to end, his thick shaft was slightly thicker at the bottom, forming a curved shape. It was the knotting organ the doctor had mentioned. He hadn’t known until now that there was a visible difference in volume. Aeroc bit his lower lip in deep despair. If he stopped now, he might be strangled. After being raped, of course.
He swallowed hard and pondered how to persuade the other person, but such worries were futile. He intended to go all the way, just as he had said earlier. Moreover, he was very angry.
“Why did you look for someone with the same name, an Omega at that, in the exile order?”
It was impossible to predict what the outcome would be if he answered obediently. It was better to refrain from speaking as much as possible. However, the moment he felt the hardness of the penis touching an ambiguous part, whether it was his buttock or thigh, a fear arose that he might become paralyzed if forced. Aeroc answered obediently.
“Because you imprinted on someone like that.”
At those words, he stared blankly at Aeroc, as if he had heard a terrible joke. He frowned and opened his mouth, then closed it again as if he couldn’t find anything to say.
“It’s not a joke.”
With that, Aeroc stroked the scar on his right temple. Aeroc had to investigate to draw his own conclusions about why he, who had writhed in terrible pain that day, had to make an extreme choice. If that Omega was dead, he even thought of taking in the wounded soul himself. But Omega Aeroc had never existed from the start. The imprinting symptoms were clearly real. In that case, he must have lied. At least he hadn’t properly disclosed the name, appearance, or past of his imprinted partner.
“Could it be related to my suicide attempt?”
“It wasn’t suicide, it was a gun explosion accident.”
“Stop with the clumsy lies. Did you say I imprinted on a criminal Omega who was exiled?”
“Yes.”
He could deny it, but he feared a more complicated future if he did. Anyway, his imprinted partner didn’t exist currently, and he was the lover of Aeroc Teiwind, who was here. He wanted to decline any more secrets. He was the one who wanted to question the reason for his suicide and the existence of that Omega. If his memory had been intact, he wouldn’t have needed to do such distasteful background checks.
He lowered his upper body and dropped his head, accepting it somehow. Aeroc saw the top of his head, covered with thick, stiff hair, tremble slightly. His heart sank for a moment. It was because he overlapped with the man who had cried while holding the gate bars that day. Could it be that his memory had returned? He brought up an unnecessary topic. Deep regret tore his heart to shreds. Aeroc bit his lip.
With a low rumble, his muscular and bony shoulders trembled faintly. Aeroc slowly pulled back his hips and stood up. He cupped his cheek with trembling hands. He wanted to express deep regret and comfort him. And he also wanted to shower him with many kisses. He wanted to prove that he was the one by his side now. To do so, he slowly lifted his head.
Chuckles.
A sudden sound of laughter was heard. For a moment, Aeroc doubted his eyes and ears. Surprisingly, he was laughing. At first, he thought he had gone insane from the painful memories.
“Are you okay?”
“Ah, I’m fine. Cough. Chuckle. Gasp.”
But when he asked cautiously, he was dumbfounded by the sight of him shaking with laughter as if he had suddenly burst. After some time, Aeroc painfully realized that he was truly laughing because it was funny. Then anger surged.
“What’s so funny?”
“I’m sorry.”
When he showed his displeasure, he wiped away the tears from his eyes. Was it so funny that it brought tears to his eyes? Unable to suppress his anger, he pushed him away and got out of bed. Was what happened that day just something to laugh about? And then he tried to commit suicide?
“You crazy bastard.”
He cursed without hesitation, picked up his discarded pants, and put one leg in. Realizing he was truly angry, he rushed over.
“I’m sorry. That wasn’t my intention.”
“That wasn’t your intention? Then what was your intention? Stop with your malicious jokes, I’m sick of them.”
His vision spun with anger. When he staggered, he reached out to support him.
Slap.
“Stop it!”
He yelled. He ignored him, hindering him from putting on his pants, and tightly embraced Aeroc, who was trembling, unable to control his rage.
“That’s not what I meant.”
“If not that, then what?”
“I don’t know why I caused such a misunderstanding before the accident. But my imprinted partner is not an ordinary Omega.”
“They wouldn’t be ordinary, would they? I couldn’t even track them down, that’s how amazing they are.”
When Aeroc sneered, he gave a bitter smile.
“Actually, I didn’t even know they were an Omega until now. Or maybe I still don’t know if they’re an Omega. If they’re taking Omega-specific hormones, they must be an Omega. Damn it. Why didn’t you tell me?”
“What?”
It was Aeroc’s turn to be surprised. He froze mid-anger. He sighed deeply and then answered obediently, just like Aeroc.
“You have Omega hormones in your medicine cabinet. And birth control pills too.”
“What did you say?”
He had never been so astonished in his life. Aeroc’s jaw dropped and dangled.
“Why did you hide it until now? If you had told me beforehand, I probably wouldn’t have done this.”
With that, he lightly touched his scar. He didn’t know what that had to do with it, but he immediately thought of checking the medicine cabinet. Aeroc hastily put on his other pant leg and ran like a madman. It was the first time he had ever run inside the house. It was fortunate that Hugo didn’t see him since it was late at night.
Aeroc, who had rushed into the bedroom and then the auxiliary sitting room, flung open the medicine cabinet door. He followed, standing by his side and holding up a lamp. The medicine cabinet was full of new medicine bottles. Hugo had arranged the ones he had brought earlier by the coachman. Most were painkillers, but among them was a red bottle he had never seen before. The label on the rather large bottle clearly read [Hormone Supplement – For Omegas]. Next to it were birth control pills. It was definitely the doctor’s doing.
“Damn it!”
Aeroc cursed crudely and slammed the medicine cabinet door shut. Then he paced around, gathering his thoughts for a moment. He watched him throughout the process.
“You misunderstood. That was the doctor’s arbitrary action. I am not an Omega.”
“I roughly understand.”
Aeroc’s face lit up, and he asked, “Really?” He nodded.
“To lead a great count’s family, you would have needed the authority of an Alpha. The law recognizes an Omega’s right to inherit property, but it strictly restricts titles. It’s an old-generation relic that needs to be reformed soon, but the law is the law. It’s secretly common for the only Omega child to be raised as an Alpha.”
“That’s not it!”
Aeroc shouted.
“Shh. It’s late. You’ll wake others. I don’t care, but I don’t want to expose my person like this. Even if they are employees.”
“I’m an Alpha.”
“What about that meager knotting organ? They say there’s individual variation, but it’s unusual to have so little. It makes sense if you’re an Omega. I thought you were too thin for an Alpha, but for an Omega, your development is quite good.”
He almost slapped the grinning face that was evaluating his penis. But he made the first move. After a light kiss, he spoke, his lips still pressed against Aeroc’s.
“How desperate must I have been, thinking I imprinted on a pervert Alpha, to even attempt suicide?”
“What?”
“Still don’t get it? My imprinted partner is you, Aeroc.”
With that, he took Aeroc’s hand and kissed each fingertip. He smiled at Aeroc, who still didn’t understand, with a gaze overflowing with infinite joy and affection.
“I liked you from the beginning. My imprinted partner is you.”
“That’s a lie. You don’t even remember.”
“All my other memories are fine. It’s just that Omega Aeroc you mentioned doesn’t exist. Maybe it was a fantasy I made up.”
“A fantasy?”
He nodded as Aeroc frowned.
“Yes. I imprinted on you. But you’re an Alpha. Can you imagine how great my despair must have been? With the imprinting symptoms getting worse day by day, I must have needed a hypothesis to explain my confusion. ‘Actually, I imprinted on another Omega. He’s a criminal and an exile, so we can’t be together.’ I deceived myself into being attracted to Alpha Aeroc, who coincidentally has the same appearance, the same name, and the same personality.”
“That…”
It made sense at first glance. But it wasn’t enough to describe his strange behavior during their first meeting. He had acted as if he knew Aeroc from the beginning. And was imprinting so easily achieved? It didn’t happen easily without prolonged physical and mental interaction. Imprinting was a relatively common symptom among elderly couples, a disease discovered while studying the phenomenon where if one died first, the other would inexplicably sicken and follow. And this, with someone he had never even met? Excluding that, his explanation was flawless. Or perhaps there was a strange condition where imprinting occurred at first sight.
“When you wouldn’t accept me, the seizures continued for days. But not now. It’s because I’m with you, my imprinted partner.”
He let out a low sigh towards Aeroc, who was still unconvinced.
“That’s why I laughed earlier. To think that my imprinted partner is looking for someone else. Do you think I’d have anyone else after losing the will to live from your rejection?”
“Ah.”
The anger he showed that day. He trampled on his hat and threw down the painting. He yelled at him to get out, to go to hell. That drove him to suicide. After reassuring Aeroc that he would go to his non-existent lover’s side.
“If you had told me the truth from the beginning, I wouldn’t have done such a thing.”
“I know. It’s not your fault.”
He hugged Aeroc tightly.
“I was a coward. My ugly pride, not wanting to lose to the noble and beautiful Count, only led me to terrible pain. You did nothing wrong. It’s all my fault.”
He soothed Aeroc, blaming himself. While he was resentful of being deceived all this time, his gentle attitude, as if dealing with an Omega, hurt his pride.
“I’m an Alpha.”
“I know, I know. You’ll always be an Alpha, anywhere, anytime, just like now. Not in my bed, though.”
“Damn it. Spouting nonsense.”
As long as his reputation wasn’t damaged publicly, being an Omega wouldn’t be much different from now. The relationship between Alphas and Alphas was tolerated but not welcomed. Suddenly, too many things were happening, and his head ached. He also felt chills. It was better to rest for now and talk more later.
“I’m going to bed.”
He pushed him away and headed for the adjacent bedroom. He desperately needed a large, comfortable bed, a world apart from the small bed in the Violet Room. Standing by the bed, he took off his damp, oil-soaked pants, and he approached.
“I’m going to rest.”
“Of course. But we have to finish what we started, don’t we?”
“What?”
Before his question could be answered, Aeroc was pushed by him and fell onto the bed.
“Hmph. What are you doing?”
“It’s a monumental night to celebrate all misunderstandings and lies being resolved.”
With that, he slowly climbed onto the bed. He flung off his shirt, and not content with that, quickly took off his pants too. His naked body cast a threatening shadow. The massive shaft he kept between his powerful thighs swayed heavily from side to side. The situation was worse than before. He instinctively knew that the man who had revealed everything without hesitation would be harder to deal with than a forceful rape.
“So?”
Aeroc swallowed hard and slowly backed away. As he pushed his body back, kicking the bed, his ankle was caught by him.
“Isn’t there a procedure left to confirm our love?”
“How about we confirm it later?”
“The longer you delay, the more it will hurt.”
He smiled faintly and dragged Aeroc down. Without a word, unable to resist his terribly gentle lover’s actions, Aeroc opened his legs. No matter how much he declared himself an Alpha, he continued the unfinished act, comforting him with the absurd thought that it would be easier to accept being an Omega, at least in bed.
“Ugh. Ah. Ugh.”
“Relax.”
He spread the oil-slicked entrance again with his thumb and forefinger and pushed his middle finger deep inside. He patiently and slowly tamed Aeroc until oil foam formed at the entrance and obscene friction sounds disturbed his eardrums. When the in-and-out finger pulled out, a clear breeze swept through his insides. It felt like several fingers had entered and explored his inner walls.
“You’ll be completely ruined.”
“No. Not at all. Your body is much more resilient than you think. Soon you won’t be able to be satisfied by anyone but me.”
“How can you guarantee that?”
“Well.”
He smiled enigmatically and soothed Aeroc, who was writhing from the foreign sensation. Yet, he completed what he wanted to do to the very end. In the meantime, Aeroc’s penis began to rise again. With one hand, he tamed the entrance, and with the other, he caressed his penis, causing Aeroc to only let out moans of pleasure. Just as his humiliated penis was rushing towards climax, he took his hand away. Aeroc, who had been breathing heavily, frowned. Recently, it had been cut short frequently, and stopping mid-act was the most annoying. Just as he was about to scold his unfaithful lover, he sat up.
“Front? Or back?”
Not knowing what he meant, Aeroc frowned, and he concluded to himself, “Back would be better.” Then he made Aeroc lie on his stomach. Before he could ask what he was doing in such a humiliating position, with his knees raised and his buttocks lifted high, a heavy weight settled on his back. At the same time, the rounded tip touched the entrance, whose existence he had never been so aware of as today. The size he saw and the size he felt were completely different. It was beyond a sexual torture device; it was clearly a weapon.
“Ah… no… don’t…”
A fear arose that his insides might rupture and he might die. He tried to crawl forward to escape, but his pelvis was already firmly gripped by him. Despite being tamed for a long time, the entrance could hardly accommodate the thick penis. As the glans slipped several times, he felt a hurried presence behind him.
Pressing down on the center of Aeroc’s back to prevent him from escaping, he held the base of his own penis with one hand and placed it against the entrance. Slowly, but surely, he forced his way into the entrance.
“Ugh.”
With a low moan, the entrance was completely breached. Aeroc gasped for breath as the massive shaft, forcing its way through his buttocks, felt like it was filling his throat.
“Ahh.”
He opened his mouth, then tightly clenched his molars. His fingertips, tearing at the pillow, trembled. As his body tensed, the entrance froze and squeezed the thick flesh even tighter.
“Ugh.”
He collapsed onto Aeroc’s back. With that, his penis slid further inside.
“Ah!”
With a short scream, Aeroc unconsciously thrashed. He should have pulled his body forward, but his irrational instinct made him sink back instead.
“Ugh.”
“Gasp!”
The moment of deep coupling, both of them trembled simultaneously.
A massive pillar of fire filled him up to his chin. Aeroc held his breath. There was no space left to inflate his lungs. His insides, which should have been numb, thrashed as if celebrating. Each time his buttocks twitched, torn open by the massive shaft, the entrance convulsed as if it would tear apart at any moment.
“Breathe.”
Stroking his side, he slid his lips across his neck and shoulder. His other hand stroked his thigh. His tongue touched the hollow between his shoulder blades. The hot, smooth sensation eased the tension.
“Haa.”
As he let out a long sigh, the coupling felt even more vivid. His firm pectorals and abs covered his back, spreading warmth. Below his thighs, he felt muscles as strong as a stallion’s. His hand, gripping the pillow, was covered by a warm, rough hand. Damp breath touched his ear. When he tilted his head back, he felt a firm, broad shoulder against the back of his head. At this moment, he repeated the name of the man who was piercing him.
“Bendyke.”
“Kloff.”
“Ah.”
“Call me Kloff.”
“Kloff.”
“Aeroc.”
“Kloff.”
When Aeroc called him by his proper name, he rubbed his cheek against Aeroc’s as if pleased. His animalistic behavior of marking his possession with his scent was now welcome. Aeroc reached back and gently touched his head as if praising him. The movement began at that moment.
He pulled back, then thrust deep forward again. Knowing well how destructive the weapon attached to his groin would be, he moved very slowly, just as he had when taming the entrance.
Thwack.
The movement, which went all the way, signaled the end of one thrust. The slow but massive wave shook Aeroc’s penis and testicles, vibrated his waist and back, and even pounded his brain.
Thwack.
The second movement reached its climax. Even with the gentle movement, every joint in his body let out tiny moans. After two careful movements successfully concluded, he slightly increased his speed. With quick, shallow thrusts, Aeroc let out nasal sounds with quick breaths.
“Hmm… Mmm… Ah… Mmm… Ugh!”
Full sex was far more painful than he imagined, and more than twice as sweet. The fact that the arrogant and wicked Klof Bandyke sought pleasure only within him added to his mental ecstasy. His hot breaths dampened Aeroc’s neck and shoulders.
“Do you… haa… feel… good? …Gasp!”
The answer to his question was an even more intense movement. Not only did the penis, which ripped through his insides, thrust in, but the perineum was slapped a half-beat later, startling him. A moment later, he realized it was Kloff’s testicles. Aeroc felt a renewed sense of shame, even though it was natural that he had the same organs as himself. The act of someone’s testicles touching his perineum felt far more vulgar than rubbing genitals together and making noises in shameful places. As soon as the word “vulgar” came to mind, a mental ecstasy returned. To enjoy such unspeakable, crude concepts and base words. Aeroc bit his lip. He had never known he had such vulgar tendencies within him.
“Ah! Ugh!”
His movements grew stronger, and the pace quickened. His weapon constantly churned Aeroc’s insides, and each time, Aeroc let out screams mixed with pleasure and pain. His buttocks, thighs, and even his perineum, which had been pounded several times, throbbed with dull pain. As he had boasted, he might not be able to walk for several days.
Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack.
“Haa… Ugh… Ugh… Hmm!”
His face contorted. The pleasure from his insides was far too inexperienced to realize climax. However, the thrilling stimulation of his perineum and entrance was enough to make his penis stand erect. The red tip was already oozing clear fluid.
The two of them swayed like a rough wave. The moment he, who had been digging into his body, squeezed Aeroc’s waist as if to break it, the entrance, exhausted from the torment, fiercely bit down on the invading shaft. At that moment, a rainbow-colored ecstasy poured out.
“Ah… Ah!”
“Ugh!”
With the low groan of a man echoing in his ears, hot fluid was sprayed inside Aeroc. And Aeroc also ejaculated the rest of his semen. Reaching climax together, both of them collapsed simultaneously. The feeling he experienced, being caught between the bed and him, was the relief that it was finally over. The sex, connected by their coupling, combined with mental exhaustion, rapidly drained Aeroc’s energy. If it had continued a little longer, he might have fainted.
“Haa, haa.”
Catching his breath, Aeroc caressed the cheek of the man pressing against his back. Then he slowly moved sideways. His waist was still held, so Aeroc was forced to lie on his side. Through his dizzying vision, he saw his arm. He was probably resting his head on his arm. His back felt warm and good, but he didn’t want to continue lying there while dirty.
“Let me go now. I’m going to the bathroom.”
“I’m sorry, but that’s impossible.”
He said, nibbling on Aeroc’s earlobe as he moved closer behind him.
“I’m tired. I want to wash up now.”
“Really. I want to let you go, but I can’t.”
He wanted to play later. He was truly tired, so he frowned and tried to get up, but Aeroc let out a sharp scream.
“Agh!”
“Ugh!”
A scream burst from him at the same time. And no wonder, for his penis, about the size of a log, was tightly stuck in the entrance and wouldn’t move. Just as Aeroc felt the excruciating pain of his insides being scraped alive, he must have felt the pain of that damn penis being torn off alive.
“What are you doing?”
Aeroc gritted his teeth and demanded.
“I told you. I imprinted.”
“So?”
“Since it’s the first proper sex with my imprinted partner, of course, it would knot.”
“What?”
He was startled. He hadn’t felt it because his senses were dull. As he caught his breath and moved his lower body around, it was indeed tightly stuck. Moreover, every time Aeroc moved, he heard a terrible groan from behind him.
“Unless you intend to tear it off, please stay still. It hurts so much I could cry.”
“You damn bastard! Why would you knot! You should have pulled out before!”
When Aeroc raged, he explained in a gloomy tone.
“It was already about to swell right before ejaculation. As I said, it’s an overreaction because it’s our first sex. It will get better in the future.”
“There won’t be a future! You bastard!”
He wanted to beat him up, but his position made it impossible. And the more he threw a tantrum, the more his stomach hurt. Aeroc finally gave up. He let out a long sigh, filled with melancholy.
“It’s okay. You won’t get pregnant from just one time.”
“Is that supposed to be comforting? You lunatic. I’ll cut it off as soon as the knotting is over.”
“You’d regret making me a eunuch.”
“Is that the only way your brain works? I meant firing you!”
When Aeroc yelled, he chuckled and said, “I know.” While Aeroc fumed even more, he pulled the blanket over them, feigning coldness. The warm body heat, the crisp, clean blanket, and the mental and physical fatigue finally calmed his anger.
Time passed in silence. Just as Aeroc was about to drift off to sleep with a long sigh, he suddenly spoke.
“If it’s an Alpha, let’s name him Lennox. Or Jester is fine too. If it’s an Omega, how about Seth or Ivide?”
Aeroc’s eyes snapped open for a moment. And he shouted, putting force into his voice.
“Go to hell.”
“I love you too.”
Chuckles.
With a low chuckle, a light kiss touched his cheek. And a gentle hand stroking his hair, and warm body heat. At the same time, the still unreleased coupling gave him a strange sense of stability. Aeroc, who had been angry, could no longer lift his drooping eyelids.
“Sleep well. I’ll protect you.”
It must have been slumber that made him completely fall for the words coming from the most dangerous person himself.