“What, I like your honesty.”
Kwon Youngjae grasped his member. His shaft, pressed up to his navel, had already been fired up from relentlessly sucking on Heewon’s hole. Even with the thin condom covering it, the veins and heat throbbed vividly.
The glans, nearly the size of a billiard ball, slowly scraped around Heewon’s perineum as it descended. Before long, it settled atop the hole, beginning to wedge through the narrow gap.
“Huuh, ugh...”
A painful moan escaped through clenched teeth. Heewon’s body stiffened, overwhelmed by the member pushing deep inside him. Kwon’s cock was thick and long enough to make him wonder how he had even endured it.
Tears welled up. No lie, it felt like his lower half was being split in two. With each penetration, it felt as if he suffered a torn flesh wound down below—too hot to be just a dick; it seemed like burning firewood was being stuffed inside.
“Secretary Kim, relax your strength.”
“Ah, Executive Director... it hurts.”
“You can do it. You’re good at it, so why act like that?”
As he wrapped Heewon’s head, a sensual and dense pheromone cloud quickly enveloped the surroundings.
It felt like being submerged in a vast bergamot swamp. The bed rocked with the slow movement of his hips, the weight pressing down on his body, and his dizzy mind. And the scent of Kwon Youngjae—raw and primal.
His tense body momentarily loosened. Seizing the moment, Kwon instantly pushed open the tight space.
Thunk. The impact deep inside caused Heewon’s toes to curl involuntarily. A mild climax approached, and his thighs trembled uncontrollably in sweet spasms.
“Haah, Executive Director. Executive Director...”
From there, the pace accelerated uncontrollably. The member, having cleared the path once, ruthlessly stirred his inner walls.
Terrifyingly skilled and calculated, he pierced exactly the spots where Heewon felt the most.
Just as he thought he wanted to kiss, Kwon’s tongue slipped in. Every time the soft flesh clung wetly, a prickling sensation made him shiver.
So this is what perfect sexual compatibility feels like.
Putting pheromones aside, their bodies simply matched well. Kwon was Heewon’s only sexual experience, but a reckless thought emerged that no one else could satisfy him this much in the future.
At the same time, doubting if Kwon felt the same, he began thrusting wildly like a horse off its reins. His ragged breathing and unmistakable excitement radiated from his pheromones.
“Ah! Ugh!”
His head melted; no thought could form anymore. Overcome by pleasure, Heewon scratched someone’s shoulders roughly. Red scratches remained on the firm back.
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Kwon briefly lifted his head, swallowing heavy breaths. He reached out and pulled the robe strings lying on the bed.
Heewon looked at the man tightening his own wrist with half-lidded eyes.
“...Do you have a fetish for tying hands?”
“Keep acting up and see what happens.”
With a threatening tone, Kwon gave a warning, then flipped Heewon over in an instant.
He began thrusting mercilessly. The expensive bed couldn’t endure the brutal movements and emitted creaking, strained sounds.
“Haah! Ugh, uh, haa.”
Heewon stretched his tied arms. Finding only a handful of air with his fingertips, he could only tear at his own hair.
He couldn’t even say, ‘Take it easy.’ Thin saliva dripped from his parted lips. Excessive stimulation made his vision flicker dimly. Haah, I’m really losing it. Heewon couldn’t tell if he was making sounds or just thinking about them. Just when he thought he might die soon, his untouched member suddenly erupted with semen.
While semen was dripping down, not long after, Kwon climaxed as well. His cock, still planted like a stake, was pulled out, and the weight pressing on Heewon’s body disappeared. A refreshing yet hollow feeling came all at once.
Lying facedown, barely catching his breath, Heewon’s body flipped again of its own accord. Before his eyes, Kwon was just removing the condom. As Kwon lightly stroked his wet shaft, it regained strength and stood erect once more.
Even while putting on a new condom, Kwon wore a detached expression. Judging by his face, it was hard to believe he was actually enjoying sex.
Heewon, lying helplessly, was pulled down by Kwon’s hand.
Kwon bent down and untied the strings binding Heewon’s wrists. He then hung Heewon’s freed hands around his own neck instead.
“Don’t scratch where anyone can see.”
With him, Heewon’s legs lifted and his body folded flat. His thighs pressed closely, almost touching his chest.
Kwon’s thick member pushed inside again. The pliable inner walls seemed thankful to welcome the alpha’s cock, nibbling and biting it gently.
Heewon let out a warm sigh. He had to squeeze out even his pathetic stamina at this moment. It was probably less by his own will and more that he was being pulled along by Kwon.
Opening himself up, he embraced Kwon tightly. Kwon’s sweat-soaked back was slippery and firm.
At 4 a.m., after mixing their bodies nearly through the night, the bed was soaked with unknown fluids, but no one cared. They covered themselves with the dirty blanket and just lay there, as if this was the only place of rest.
Exhausted, Heewon barely opened his eyes in a shabby state. Kwon must have washed because a clean scent lingered beside him. His stamina was incomparable to Heewon’s, who couldn’t even move a finger.
“Executive Director...”
“Why.”
“Wake me up in an hour... I’ll only sleep for one hour.”
“You’re just ordering now.”
“...My phone’s too far away.”
His eyelids were already drooping, about to pass out. His voice barely squeezed out any strength.
Kwon grumbled but set an alarm on his phone. He tossed the phone on the nightstand and grabbed a tablet pad instead.
Next to him, steady breathing could be heard. Heewon, who was awake just moments ago, had quickly fallen asleep. Peacefully, as if he wouldn’t notice even an earthquake.
He had boasted he would go home no matter what, that Saturday would be a full day of rest at his place. Though he had no strength to move now, his will seemed unbroken.
Kwon immediately turned his gaze away. He was also a bit tired but had urgent work to check, so sleep was out of the question.
Exactly one hour later, the alarm went off. Kwon reached out and lightly tapped the noisy phone.
Next to him, steady breathing still continued. Did he really need to wake him when he was sleeping so well?
He turned off the lamp on the nightstand completely. Now only the faint glow from the tablet illuminated the room. The pheromones mixed chaotically in the air. It was a night not bad enough to complain about discomfort.
Apex Pharmaceuticals was running peacefully today, with no particular incidents. After lunch, the secretaries casually enjoyed coffee and small talk.
“It’s nice to be relaxed. I wish every day was like this.”
“Right? If it were always like this lately, I wouldn’t ask for anything more.”
The secretary sipping mixed coffee glanced sideways. Through the glass window of the office, she saw Executive Director Kwon and Secretary Kim. The two were in constant serious conversation, skipping lunch to talk.
They assumed it wasn’t anything special. The secretary watching their faces suddenly said while chewing on a paper cup.
“Doesn’t Executive Director Kwon look more handsome lately? Is he dating?”
“No way! That’s nonsense. I’d bet a million won he’s not.”
The new secretary immediately made a face of disgust. She said it was more believable that Kwon was impotent than that he was dating.
The new secretary just laughed, while Secretary Song silently endured alone. She lightly tapped her chest with her small fist.
“What’s wrong, Secretary Song? Are you sick?”
“Just... I feel a bit uncomfortable.”
“Did your lunch not settle? I have some digestive medicine, want some?”
Secretary Song shook her head and left first. After calmly sitting at her desk, everyone checked their watches and gradually returned to their places.
Song Yumi had always been quiet and gentle. Her emotions were stable and personality mild. But a secret she couldn’t let out weighed on her chest, building up frustration.
She sighed looking at her desk. Unable to hold back any longer, she began writing something in the corner of her notebook.
Executive Director Kwon and Secretary Kim are fooling around in the company!!! Executive Director even took responsibility for Secretary Kim’s heat cycle!! I saw them kissing behind the car!!!
She ripped the note with her secrets into a fist-sized crumple and shoved it straight into her mouth.
As she chewed the paper loudly, the new secretary next to her widened her eyes.
“Gah! Why, why are you doing that?”
“What’s wrong? What’s going on?”
“Secretary Song suddenly started eating something strange!”
The secretaries gathered around her.
“What? What did she eat? Wow, no way, did Secretary Song really eat paper?”
“Why is this happening?! Spit it out, tsk tsk! Jiji!”
The new and Ji secretaries grabbed her arms and shook her. They tried to open her mouth by pressing her cheeks, but Secretary Song fiercely shook her head. She looked like a warrior enduring torture.