Omega Complex Novel (Completed) - Chapter 87

About two fingers entered, pressing precisely against my inner wall. My sensitivity was heightened more than usual because my heat cycle was approaching. Come to think of it, Choi Taegyeom’s rut cycle was also around this time, but he always went through it without showing it, so I completely forgot when it was.

“What are you thinking?”

“Hmph!”

My chain of thoughts didn’t last long. Choi Taegyeom, noticing my mind wandering, put on a condom and aligned his glans.

‘I still feel a bit… not ready.’ Just as I was about to say it, his thick member plunged in.

“Hmph…”

My lower body stretched tightly. Choi Taegyeom’s insertion was one of the things I never got used to, no matter how much time passed. That unfamiliar sensation of my body being forced open was something I couldn’t adapt to without being intoxicated by pheromones. It was probably because his member was far larger than average. Choi Taegyeom seemed to know this, as he was carefully releasing his pheromones.

“Ugh, hmph… wait…”

“Okay, I’ll stay still.”

I hugged his neck and rubbed my forehead against his collarbone. My hair, already damp with sweat, was slicked back. Choi Taegyeom, half-inserted, pressed his lips here and there. Every time his soft lips touched me, pheromones poured out like rain.

“Now… it’s okay.”

I spoke in a trembling voice. It wasn’t from pain, but from a slight anticipation and excitement. The act, after a long time, had the power to transform even faint pain into pleasure.

“You can go in.”

With my permission, Choi Taegyeom let out a short breath. He gripped my pelvis firmly with both hands and glanced at my face. He seemed to be checking if I was truly okay.

“Ahhh…!”

My opened lower body quivered, swallowing the thick shaft. He, who seemed ready to be rough at any moment, surprisingly advanced patiently, little by little. The slowly pushing member gently scraped my inner wall.

“Hmph…”

It was an infuriatingly tantalizing sensation. If he just went in all at once, I wouldn’t feel this way. The burden made me restless.

“Faster… please?”

So, without realizing it, I twitched my thighs. I wrapped my legs around Choi Taegyeom’s waist and slowly rubbed my lower body. As soon as the remaining part of his member was fully inserted, he hugged me as if to crush me.

“Wait…”

Choi Taegyeom stopped me with a deeply suppressed voice. He clenched his teeth as if enduring something, even cutting off the pouring pheromones. I could feel his heart pounding against my chest, as if it would burst.

“Just a moment, stay like this.”

The atmosphere was somehow precarious. When I carefully turned my head, what I saw were Choi Taegyeom’s unfocused eyes. His handsome eyes were deeply furrowed, and he bit his lower lip, squeezing his eyes shut until wrinkles formed around them.

“…Choi Taegyeom?”

“Ha…”

A suppressed groan escaped through his teeth. His eyelashes fluttered, and his brows twitched, looking excessively lewd. Perhaps because his looks had blossomed over the past few years, just looking at him was enough to elicit admiration.

“…Hoo.”

While I calmed my pounding heart, Choi Taegyeom regulated his breathing. When our gazes met again, there was no longer the same impulsiveness as before.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“…Because you’re handsome.”

He let out a soft chuckle and pecked my forehead. His lips moved to my eyelids and cheeks, then gently nibbled my earlobe. His breathy voice flowed close to my ear.

“I’ll move now.”

With those words, Choi Taegyeom lifted both my legs. A pillow naturally slid under my curved waist. He leaned his upper body forward, bent his knees, and slowly pulled his hips back.

“Ah…!”

His member, which had pulled out just a little, plunged deep, piercing inside. My tailbone tingled with the sensation of short, sharp thrusts, as if giving me time to adjust. My body, already accustomed to the pleasure he gave, demanded greater pleasure.

“More, please…”

As I squirmed and reached out, Choi Taegyeom intertwined his fingers with mine. He lightly bit my intertwined fingers and pressed his lips firmly against my ring.

“Don’t rush me, Yoonwoo.”

It was closer to a warning than a soothing remark. His fiercely shining eyes seemed ready to lose all reason in an instant. It seemed that Choi Taegyeom’s patience was shorter than usual today.

“Hmph, ugh… Ahh!”

After that, it was a continuous, frantic act. He diligently moved his hips as I demanded. Faster, deeper, there, here. He filtered out pleas like “wait” or “please,” and occasionally stopped moving, biting his lips.

At those times, his lips, flushed as if they would burst, looked more sensual than ever. Could a work crafted by a god be like this? All I could do was swallow the surging pheromones and cling to him desperately.

“Ah, Taegyeom… Taegyeom-ah…”

Just before climax, he stared intently at my face, frowning. His lightly furrowed face was serious, as if suppressing something. He blinked once, twice, then pressed his lips against mine and inserted his member all the way to the root.

“Mmm-hmm!”

A tingling pleasure surged through my entire body. My prostate was heavily pressed, and something seemed to burst inside my stomach. As I stretched my toes and tightly hugged Choi Taegyeom’s back, his member, rubbing against his firm abs, ejaculated cloudy semen.

“…Mmm-hmm, hmph.”

Saliva trickled from between my lips. As I twitched, about to lose consciousness, Choi Taegyeom also slowly ejaculated. He didn’t knot, but I knew from his low groans. He leisurely savored the afterglow of climax, nibbling at my lips.

When I opened my eyes, the sun was already high in the sky. The surroundings were clean, and the suit I had hung in the closet was gone. Choi Taegyeom must have gone to work without waking me, exhausted from the night-long act.

Honey♥: [Asleep?] 11:02 AM

Honey♥: [I stir-fried rice for you in the kitchen, heat it up. Don’t overdo it cleaning, your back must hurt.] 11:03 AM

As expected, loving messages had arrived on my phone as usual. The last time I checked the clock was 4 AM, meaning Choi Taegyeom had gone to work after sleeping less than three hours. And even then, he had prepared breakfast for me to eat when I woke up.

Honey♥: [I love you] 11:10 AM

The name he had unilaterally saved and the content of the messages kept tickling the corners of my mouth. We had been dating for five years, but the words “I love you” still made me excited. I was truly a hopeless case. To feel like it was our first romance every single day.

I habitually stroked my ring, I called Choi Taegyeom. After about three rings, his sweet voice came through the phone.

—Yeah, Yoonwoo.

Ah, it’s sweet. Really. This is why I feel this way.

“Oh, are you busy?”

—No, everyone’s having a cigarette after lunch.

Choi Taegyeom didn’t smoke, so he was probably standing nearby, drinking coffee. He hated the smell of cigarettes, but there was no way to stop his colleagues from smoking.

“I just woke up and I’m about to eat.”

—Are you okay?

“Yeah, well. You’re more tired than me.”

At that, Choi Taegyeom chuckled playfully.

—It’s okay, I’m not tired.

His voice was nonchalant, but I could feel the underlying fatigue. Should I get him something to boost his energy? Or at least, shouldn’t I refrain from sex until his project ends?

“Why didn’t you wake me when you left?”

—I kissed you while you were sleeping before I left.

“Whose permission?”

A light chuckle escaped me. He said such embarrassing things even with colleagues around. I worried a little about Choi Taegyeom’s image at work.

“Are you late today?”

—A little? Don’t wait for me for dinner.

He talked about a few trivial things and then hung up. Before hanging up, he whispered “I love you” softly. When I replied, “Me too,” his ticklish laughter seeped into my ears.

“…I guess I should hold back for a while.”

It seemed I shouldn’t rush him like yesterday until he became less busy. I was a freelance worker with a flexible schedule, but Choi Taegyeom wasn’t. I needed to feed him well and let him sleep well to maintain his stamina.

The problem was how to persuade Choi Taegyeom…

But my resolve was rendered meaningless. After that day, he didn’t lay a single finger on me.