IBPC | Prologue

Seoyul reached out shakily, but all he grasped was the corner of his blanket, already soiled with his own semen.

“Ha… uh……”

A melting moan continued to escape his lips without pause.

His voice was almost gone, hoarse from overuse. Seoyul clung desperately to his fading consciousness, trying not to pass out. Yet, the more he resisted, the hotter his lower half seemed to melt.

Creak—

With that sensation, a large penis penetrated him again. But Seoyul had no strength left to resist. Could he even refuse? It felt as though his overwhelmed body eagerly clenched around the invading shaft.

“Huh… stop….”

Yet, some semblance of sanity must have remained, as he managed to utter a plea to stop. Hearing this, the man who had already seen through Seoyul laughed dismissively.

“Stop? You’re still dripping like this, aren’t you?”

Looking up at the laughing man, Seoyul swallowed a sob and covered his face with his hand. The man then grabbed Seoyul’s legs, spreading his thighs further apart, and thrust his shaft deeper, beginning to move his hips.

“Ah… haa…!”

With each movement, Seoyul twitched and twisted his waist. The sensation of being completely filled made it feel like his mind might slip away again.

He had lost count of how many times it had been. He couldn’t remember how many times the man had climaxed inside him. At some point, he had given up counting.

The semen, now overflowing, trickled out of Seoyul’s narrow opening, foaming up like white bubbles. His abdomen was also heavily coated with the man’s release. The room was now thick with the smell of their sweat, semen, and pheromones, clinging heavily to the air.

“Ha… haa……”

At that moment, the man inside Seoyul looked down with an intense expression, and sweat dripped down from his face. The droplets fell, untouched, onto Seoyul’s pale body.

Watching this, the man fervently rubbed Seoyul’s inner thighs and buttocks.

The sensation of gripping his body—soft, yet perfectly firm beneath his touch—was incomparable to even the finest silk. Holding him close didn’t feel like enough, as if his very skin was something impossible to let go of. Even if one were to coat freshly fired porcelain with the most delicate glaze, it still wouldn’t match this.

“What’s your name?”

The man finally asked, only after countless times of entangling their bodies.

Seoyul, his eyes half-lidded and dazed, murmured in a whisper-like voice.

“Seo… yul… Min Seoyul.”

“Min Seoyul.”

Repeating the name, the man grabbed a handful of Seoyul’s short hair and leaned down. His lips hovered over Seoyul’s slightly parted ones before finally claiming them.

Still tangled in the man’s tongue, Seoyul let go of the blanket he had been gripping and instead wrapped his arms around the man’s sweat-drenched back.

“Hng… uh….”

Moans spilled between their tangled lips without restraint. Seoyul shuddered, his entire body trembling as the man’s shaft relentlessly stirred inside him.

It feels good. This… is scary.

The unfamiliar yet overwhelming pleasure made it impossible to know where to center his mind. But as the man licked and sucked at various parts of his body, eventually pressing his lips to Seoyul’s nape and biting down, Seoyul jolted violently and twisted away in alarm.

“You can’t… not the neck.”

Suddenly sober, Seoyul struggled in the man’s embrace, shivering.

“Why not?” As the man inquired, Seoyul turned his tear-filled eyes away.

“You can’t… You can’t bite my neck. If you do… it’ll mark me…”

“…Mark you?”

“Hng… I don’t know! I’ve only ever read about stuff like that in textbooks!”

Unable to hold back any longer, Seoyul choked up and burst into tears. His sobs, mixed with frustration, spilled over as he began crying in earnest.

I don’t know anything about this. I’ve never gone through a heat cycle in my life, and marking—I’ve only ever learned about it in theory. But the most important thing is…

Sniffling, tears still clinging to his lashes, Seoyul looked up at the man.

This is my first time ever seeing an Alpha, and yet, from the very first meeting, we’re in heat and rut state? How is something like this even possible?

Seoyul once again recalled the memories of that day, even though they were already meaningless now. It felt like weeks had passed, but in reality, it had only been two days.