Alpha Trauma [Novel] - Chapter 31

Wooyeon rested his forehead on Dohyun’s shoulder before he could react. Suddenly, Wooyeon buried his nose in the nape of Dohyun’s neck, inhaling deeply. The air around them was filled with Wooyeon’s pheromones, but the scent of an Alpha wafted from Dohyun’s neck.
“Pheromones are really nice…”
Forgetting his intention to remove his shorts, Wooyeon pressed himself closer to Dohyun. The fragrant and intense pheromones seeped into their skin. Dohyun let out an incredulous laugh but didn’t push Wooyeon
away.
“It’s time to sleep now, Wooyeon.”
Although it was a straightforward statement, Dohyun’s words didn’t register with Wooyeon. While nuzzling his nose into Dohyun’s neck, he reluctantly absorbed the pheromones. His body, which was already hot, gradually rose in warmth.
“Ugh….”
The fleeting semblance of reason fluttered away like a wisp of cloud. His lower abdomen felt tight, and the inside of his belly tingled. Wooyeon slowly lowered his hand and rubbed his center.
“…Ah.”
He could feel the semi-swollen penis beneath his shorts. It increased in size as Wooyeon touched it. He rubbed it gently, then pressed it firmly. Instinct seemed to dominate the movements.
But no matter how he moved his hand, Wooyeon couldn’t reach the pleasure he desired. Eventually, Wooyeon squirmed and writhed, unable to endure any longer.
“What are you doing…”
As Wooyeon wriggled strangely in his arms, Dohyun pulled away. His gaze slowly shifted downwards until it reached the hand exploring below. Wooyeon, unfazed, pressed his palm against his lower abdomen.
For a moment, Wooyeon felt weightless. He thought time might have stopped due to the abrupt cessation of Dohyun’s pheromones in the air. If Dohyun hadn’t spoken in a sinking voice, Wooyeon might have pinched his cheek or something.
“Wooyeon.”
Instinctively, he met Dohyun’s gaze. The haziness made it impossible to see what expression Dohyun wore. So, Wooyeon leaned against Dohyun’s chest, whimpering, and pleaded with a whiny voice.
“Please, take off these shorts.”
“It’s stifling….”
Dohyun didn’t embrace Wooyeon. He remained still, keeping his body stiff, and simply closed his mouth silently, just like before. Nevertheless, Wooyeon clung a bit tighter to Dohyun, brushing his lips against his neck.
“Only the shorts, huh?”
Finally, some response came. However, it wasn’t that the shorts were taken off or that Wooyeon was embraced. Dohyun only let out a soft chuckle and mumbled something while smiling faintly.
“How am I supposed to see you tomorrow like this?”
“Tomorrow?”
His thoughts couldn’t flow at all. Is there any connection between what he was doing now and seeing Dohyun tomorrow? Perhaps noticing that Wooyeon didn’t understand, Dohyun spoke as if he were going
crazy.
“You won’t remember anything tomorrow if you’re drunk.”
His voice was different-low, heavy, and, above all else, frightening. Wooyeon felt a sense of despair, wrapping his arms around Dohyun’s waist. He kept saying he wasn’t drunk, but Dohyun refused to believe his words.
“I’ll remember.”
“You’ll remember?”
Wooyeon nodded earnestly. Strange sensations filled him; his body was warm, and an unsatisfied thirst lingered in his belly. He would be extremely frustrated if he couldn’t find a way to satisfy this desire.
“I won’t forget. So, please…”
Before finishing his sentence, Dohyun’s hand moved forward. He skillfully undid the button Wooyeon had been struggling with, unzipping his shorts. Then, he grabbed Wooyeon’s shoulders and leaned him back. against the headboard.
“Go ahead, do whatever you want.”
Wooyeon didn’t respond and slipped his hand into his shorts. With the buckle undone, the sensation against his penis was more distinct than before. As his unskilled hand roamed over the underwear, a tingling pleasure resonated in his lower abdomen.
“Hmm…”
With a trickle, his body slipped. Lying with his legs spread to the left and right, his head tilted back. Before he knew it, his shorts had rolled down, exposing his pale thighs.
“Ah…”
Wooyeon’s thighs twitched, and he opened his eyes. The haze made it hard to see Dohyun clearly. Everything he looked at, his expression and the state of his lips, were all unclear.
The only thing certain was that it was challenging for Wooyeon to reach climax without Dohyun spreading his
pheromones.
“Pheromones… please spray them.”
“I can’t go on like this…”
A sigh echoed. Dohyun, who had smirked slightly, lowered his voice provocatively.
“Now you want to use me as a prop.”
Wooyeon squinted at Dohyun, who was exhaling smugly. As if thinking, ‘pheromones won’t work?’ Wooyeon
let out a soft complaint.
“If not pheromones, then…”
“Not pheromones?”
“Hand?”
“”
It was unclear what Dohyun was thinking. He didn’t hug Wooyeon, he cut off his pheromones, and now he wouldn’t even answer. He was just asking for a hand, but why was it so difficult?
“This is really bad.”
Wooyeon muttered with a pout. As he whined, Dohyun sighed deeply. Dohyun covered Wooyeon’s eyes with
one hand and spoke with a suppressed voice.
“…You’re lying on my bed right now.”
Wooyeon didn’t stop his hand and answered, his throat unintentionally making a whimpering sound.
“Ngh… I know.”
“Yeah, nothing seems to escape you.”
“Hmm…”
The hand that covered his eyes slowly swept down his face. Dohyun closed his eyes for a couple of moments
before opening them again. Soon, a low voice seeped out.
“There isn’t much time left in the heat cycle, is there?”
“Uh, no…”
“Did you take suppressants?”
“I did, I did… Ah…”
“Don’t go doing this somewhere else, okay?”
“….Okay.”
“I’ve been drinking too….”
His voice slowed down. The words ‘don’t do this’ were barely audible. How much time had passed? Dohyun,
biting his lower lip, mumbled in a cracking voice.
“Ha… fuck, I don’t know.”
Wooyeon was startled by the fact that such a vulgar word came out of his mouth. While others commonly
used this swear, it was the first time Wooyeon had heard Dohyun say it. In the brief moment, Wooyeon was
taken aback, Dohyun had come closer and grabbed his wrist.
“Let go.”
Wooyeon obediently pulled his hand away from himself. It was because he had recklessly believed that Dohyun would somehow help. Dohyun reached for Wooyeon’s lower region, running his hand over it as if
gauging its size.
“Ah…”
Just touching above the underwear brought a tingling sensation. It was incomparable to Wooyeon’s own touch. Dohyun moved his hand over the underwear a few more times and pulled the waistband down with
his fingertips.
“Ah…!”
Even in his absent-minded state, Wooyeon instinctively clenched his thighs. It felt extremely embarrassing as his exposed penis was now visible in the air. The penis, which had little body hair and was light in color, was
the perfect size to fit in one of Dohyun’s hands.
“Ah… no.”
“…Why?”
“Because it’s embarrassing…”
Dohyun responded with a simple “Is it?” while enveloping Wooyeon’s penis with his hand. Gripping it and
moving up and down, Wooyeon lowered his head shyly.
“Hu, ah… ah…”
“You said you were embarrassed, Wooyeon.”
The sensation of dry flesh rubbing against his hand was vivid. Pre-cum oozed from the tip, dripping down
slowly. Dohyun used his thumb to stroke the tip and swept down the penis.
“Ah…!”
Wooyeon collapsed into Dohyun’s embrace. The pheromones that had been interrupted earlier were slowly
starting to flow again. Wooyeon felt the pheromones on his skin and in every breath, devouring the warmth
from inside his throat.
“It’s even harder to not let go when feeling like this…”
Dohyun gently soothed Wooyeon while moving his hand. He released his pheromones softly and used his
other hand to stroke Wooyeon’s back. When Wooyeon grabbed his clothes and hunched over, Dohyun relieved the pressure by teasing the most sensitive area.
“Oh, no, no…”
“What’s wrong?”
It felt like his head might explode. The stimulation was excessive, considering it was just hand touching. If his
reactions hadn’t been slower due to drinking today, he would have reached climax long ago.
“…Drinking slows you down.”
Dohyun, who whispered softly, rested his hand on Wooyeon’s back. From the shoulder blades to the spine
and the back of his neck, his firm touch was consistently stimulating.
“It’s so… so strange…. Huh….”
Wooyeon curled his toes and his shoulders shivered. Tears had unknowingly gathered in the corners of his
eyes. The once soft cheeks were now burning, and teardrops rolled down.
“Hu…”
As soon as Wooyeon tilted his head back, Dohyun’s gaze followed. The heated pupils seemed like they could
lose focus at any moment. Wooyeon caught Dohyun, wrapping his hand around his neck and pulling him
towards himself.
“Uh, good, huh…”
The distance closed, their lips about to touch. The pheromones in the room had mixed so much that it was
impossible to tell who the owner was. Wooyeon felt the sweet breath on his nose and twisted his head
slightly.
“”
Dohyun’s eyes slowly descended, and his gaze, entwined in the air, was hotter than ever. His eyes repeatedly
traced Wooyeon’s face with a remnant of reason. With whatever hesitation was left, he stopped the hand
that had been touching Wooyeon’s penis.
“Quickly, please… more…”
Wooyeon pleaded with an anxious voice. The moist tone sounded strangely enticing. Wooyeon tried to
initiate something with Dohyun and leaned forward, but his lips met Dohyun’s jawline instead of the intended destination.
“Uh, please…”
“Ha…”
Dohyun growled lowly and moved his hand again. The sensation of his palm stroking the tip brought an unfamiliar pleasure. Wooyeon’s voice turned high and a loud moan rang out from his throat.
“Ah…!”
The sudden contractions of his body were like a signal announcing the climax. Each time the long fingers wrapped around him, tension surged in his lower abdomen.
Wooyeon gripped Dohyun’s clothes and puffed out his chest. His thighs tensed and his ears rang loudly. Pheromones, stronger than ever, seemed to pour out as if they were going to engulf Dohyun.
“Hu…”
Finally, Wooyeon climaxed in Dohyun’s palm. The hot penis wriggled and released semen. Trembling,
Wooyeon’s body lifted, and Dohyun held him and received the climax.
“Ah…”
Dohyun slowly kissed his lips. Whether it was a name or a sigh, something unknown flowed out. In that
fleeting moment, Wooyeon also let out a light moan.
“Ah…Seonsaeng-nim….”
TL/N From now on, because of the similarity between Teacher (Seonsaeng-nim) and Senior (Sunbae) in
Korean, we decided to write them as they are in Korean since something can happen using this similarity so, better start now Imao