IBPC | Chapter 9.3

The sensation that made his toes curl made Seoyul unconsciously lift his waist.

“Feels… good— ngh…”

Seoyul felt like his lower body would melt from the pheromones enveloping him. Gradually, all the pain disappeared, and the sensation spreading through his body with each of Heegon’s movements made his mind go blank.

“Ngh… Hngh.”

Seoyul tried to suppress his rising moans several times, but it was no use. Every time Heegon’s member, swollen and probing inside him, moved, the sensation seemed to rise up to his throat and collide.

Seoyul looked up at Heegon, who was holding him.

Heegon’s face, slightly more impatient than usual, was flushed with heat. The slightly furrowed eyes strangely made Seoyul’s heart race.

“…Prince.”

Watching him, Seoyul opened his lips as if entranced. He reached out and wrapped his arms around the arm supporting him on the bed.

“You said… you’d grant me anything I wanted back then, right?”

At his words, Heegon lifted his gaze from where it had been lowered. Seoyul was biting his lower lip, his face flushed. With that face, Seoyul spoke to Heegon.

“Only with me…”

Seoyul’s red lips parted, hesitating over something. Though he swallowed it down and continued speaking…

“Only do it with me.”

A slightly blurred ending. Seoyul averted his gaze slightly, as if lacking confidence.

“Don’t sleep with anyone else.”

Perhaps intoxicated by Heegon’s intense pheromones, a feeling he hadn’t even acknowledged flowed hotly from his mouth.

In truth, Seoyul didn’t know what this feeling he had for Heegon was. So he was confused about what exactly he wanted from him.

He just didn’t want anyone else to be held by Heegon like he was.

What was he to Tae Heegon, to make such a demand of a prince? Yet, in a world where he had nothing he should want or wanted to want, couldn’t he at least wish for this one thing—a desire, or perhaps a stubbornness.

“…Haa.”

Heegon slowly reduced his movements inside Seoyul. He looked down at Seoyul, who had made the request, with a slightly puzzled expression.

“Don’t sleep with anyone else.”

Could it be that he was concerned about not sharing a bed since returning from the secret journey?

Heegon found it unexpected.

He thought Seoyul might resent him. He had pushed him into his world without regard for his will, and even when he gave him everything he wanted, there was always an emptiness in his eyes. Meanwhile, he had forcibly taken him outside the palace, leading to that incident.

Recalling how he had cried sorrowfully under the influence of the Chigi flower that day, he couldn’t bring himself to ask for his body.

“I don’t know what you left behind, where, or with whom… but I’ll fill those voids for you. …Whatever you want…”

Despite that promise, he hadn’t wanted anything. Yet now, he was asking not to hold anyone else.

Heegon recalled the past and resumed his halted movements. He delved deeper, deeper into Seoyul’s insides.

“Hngh… Ngh…”

Watching Seoyul’s body tremble and gasp for breath, Heegon frowned.

Even though it was a request made to him, he didn’t know why his heart felt so tight and constricted.

Heegon leaned forward, wrapping his arms around Seoyul’s back and waist.

“I will. …If that’s what you want.”

And with that belated answer, he thrust himself more roughly into Seoyul’s body.

“Haa…”

Whether it was because of the depth or Heegon’s answer, Seoyul’s scent spread more intensely. Heegon exhaled a series of rough breaths.

The scent was much richer and more fragrant than when he first held Seoyul, making his mind dizzy.

“Haa, you…”

Heegon gritted his teeth and buried his face in Seoyul’s neck. He held Seoyul’s slender body tightly, as if to break it. In response, Seoyul wrapped his arms around Heegon’s sweat-drenched back. Their bodies fit together perfectly, leaving no gap.

And so, without further conversation, they began to explore each other’s bodies again.

“Hngh… Ah… Ngh…”

Seoyul’s moans were unending. Heegon was thrusting inside him fast and hard, making it impossible to think straight.

Heegon had already climaxed twice inside Seoyul. But it wasn’t enough. Heegon spread Seoyul’s legs again, who was limp with exhaustion. He asked him to wait a little longer, then climbed onto Seoyul’s prone body.

When he spread Seoyul’s buttocks, traces of their passionate lovemaking were still abundant. Seeing that stirred his heart again, and he pushed his member inside in that state.

As he thrust hard from above into the fully relaxed insides, Seoyul turned his head to the side. He reached out, grabbed the edge of the blanket, and whimpered.

“Ah… No, stop…”

“Aren’t you unsatisfied too? You’re still so wet inside.”

“No…”

As Seoyul moved his body back and forth, trying to crawl away, Heegon grabbed his waist and lifted him up. Then he knelt and stood up, looking down at Seoyul’s raised backside as if savoring it.

The small hole that was swallowing his member was clearly visible. Heegon licked his lips and moved his hips again, thrusting deeply inside.

“Ngh… Hngh… Ah—”

Seoyul’s body trembled as Heegon thrust deeply into him. The overwhelming sensation spread in all directions, making it hard to bear.

“Ngh… Feels good…”

Seoyul buried his face in the blanket, his shoulders hunched. Heegon grabbed Seoyul’s slender waist and began to stir inside him vigorously.

“Ngh… Ah… Hngh…”

Seoyul’s white back twitched like a bird flapping its wings. The area around his shoulder blades was deeply indented, moving up and down, then drooping. Then it rose straight up, unsure of what to do.

“……”

Watching Seoyul’s back, Heegon’s eyes shone with increasing impatience.

Seoyul’s white back. And the neck extending above it. As before, but even more now, he was desperate to bite that white neck. Perhaps because he was told not to touch it, the white skin of that neck looked more tempting and desirable, making it hard for Heegon to resist.

“Hoo—”

Unable to take his eyes off Seoyul’s neck, Heegon frowned and leaned forward. Instead, he kissed and nibbled on Seoyul’s white back.

For him, lovemaking had been more about the responsibility of producing an heir and relieving his madness. But after meeting Seoyul, he felt like he had become a beast, purely driven by instinct. Otherwise, he couldn’t explain the desire to devour this white body whole.

The impulse to bite and mark that neck, which he was told not to touch.

It filled Heegon completely.

“Hngh… P-Prince—”

Heegon’s desire surged into his member, thrusting strongly inside Seoyul. As Seoyul shuddered and trembled, Heegon embraced him from behind.

“Name.”

“……?”

“Call my name.”

Heegon whispered, burying his face between Seoyul’s neck and ear. Seoyul, startled, widened his eyes, then bit his lip. After hesitating a couple of times, he did as Heegon wanted, his voice mingling with his moans.

“Hee…gon…”

“……”

“Heegon… Ah…”

Holding onto Heegon’s arms wrapped around him, Seoyul called his name in a small voice. At that moment, Heegon felt something he’d never experienced before. Something more intense than the desire rising with his madness, something so sharp and hot it was almost chilling.

Heegon bit his lip hard and pressed himself deeper into Seoyul. And at that moment.

“Ah…?”

Seoyul stiffened, his entire body tensing. He slowly furrowed his brow and took a short breath.

What…?

Heegon’s member, which had been thrusting roughly inside, suddenly felt stiff, expanding from within, pressing against his inner walls. The space that had been accommodating Heegon’s member, though still tight, was now being mercilessly stretched.

“Uh… Ah?”

As Seoyul’s body jerked, Heegon held him tighter, preventing him from moving.

“No—this…”

The base of Heegon’s member widened, entwining with Seoyul’s inner walls like a needle threading through. The immense pain made Seoyul struggle.

“It hurts! It hurts, Prince, please take it out!”

Seoyul writhed in Heegon’s arms, twisting his waist, but it felt like something was caught inside, preventing movement. Tears streamed down Seoyul’s face from the pain coursing through his back. A memory, something he might have seen or heard before, surfaced in Seoyul’s mind.

Could it be… knotting—

Swallowing his trembling sobs, Seoyul gritted his teeth.

“It hurts… Hngh… Heegon.”

Seoyul called out to Heegon in a pleading voice, but Heegon, holding him, began to move his hips again.

“Just a little… Just for a moment…”

“Hngh… It hurts too much…”

“…Haa—”

“Inside… inside, it’s tearing… This…”

Tears welled up and dripped from Seoyul’s chin. Heegon reached out, wiping them away, and turned Seoyul’s head towards his face.

“Just bear it a little longer.”

“Hngh…”

Kissing Seoyul’s trembling lips, Heegon whispered softly to him.

“Yul-ah—”

“……”

“Min Seoyul.”

The gentle voice calling his name. At that single word, Seoyul’s trembling stopped.

Seoyul tightly closed his eyes and sought Heegon’s lips. Heegon kissed Seoyul’s lips, his wet cheeks, and his ears with care and tenderness.

And so, soothing and coaxing Seoyul, he finally reached climax in that state.

“Haa— Ngh…”

Heegon’s groan, thicker and more drawn out than usual. The climax lasted longer. Even when it finally ended, Heegon’s member didn’t return to its original state. As if trying to fill Seoyul’s insides completely and deeply.

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Heegon entered the room carrying the food left at the door. Completely unclothed, he took a handful of sliced fruit from the plate and put it in his mouth. Chewing and swallowing it helped quench his thirst a bit.

Slowly swallowing the fruit, Heegon walked over to the bed and sat down. There, he saw Seoyul’s pale body lying weakly.

After the last fever, it seemed like he had gained some weight, but in the past few days, his body had become quite thin again.

It couldn’t be helped. Heegon had been too busy holding Seoyul, not letting him go, so there was hardly any time for him to eat properly. More was flowing out than going in, so it was inevitable.

Something needed to be done.

“If this happens every time during the madness, there won’t be anything left.”

Heegon stroked Seoyul’s thin back and then wrapped an arm around him to lift him up. Seoyul’s body was pulled up, leaning against Heegon’s body. Heegon lifted Seoyul’s chin and pushed a piece of fruit into his mouth. Seoyul accepted it with his eyes still closed.

After chewing and swallowing a few pieces of fruit, Seoyul slightly lifted his head to lean against Heegon’s shoulder. Juice trickled down from the corner of Seoyul’s lips, as if he didn’t have the strength to chew properly.

Watching the juice trickle down Seoyul’s chin and pool at his collarbone, Heegon licked his lips. After observing for a moment, he lifted Seoyul’s body slightly and lowered his head. He licked up the juice along with Seoyul’s skin. Seoyul frowned and turned his head to the side.

“Let’s… just rest for a bit.”

Knowing that saying to stop was useless, Seoyul’s feeble resistance was all he could muster.

But even that, Heegon ignored, tossing the fruit carelessly onto the floor. He climbed over Seoyul, pressing their bodies together.

“Um…”

Seoyul’s last plea was muffled by Heegon’s lips. Heegon held Seoyul’s hand, pressing it down, and began a long, deep kiss.

It was their second heat and rut together. Though they had started around the same time, Seoyul’s was nearing its end, while Heegon’s seemed far from over. Seoyul could only let out a sigh-like moan, unable to push Heegon away as he nestled between his legs.

“Ha… please…”

…this monstrous dominant alpha.

Seoyul’s inner thoughts, unheard by Heegon, were buried beneath his moans.