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It had started with a dare. A stupid little comment. Kim Soleum had just been trying to annoy Baek Saheon, making the intimidating man more intimidated by someone who was not insane.
Kim Soleum had thought that if he put on an air of confidence, all would be fine.
But then Baek Saheon crossed his arms and said, “So what? You can’t take it?”
Kim Soleum stuttered for a moment. Was Baek Saheon saying what Kim Soleum thought he was saying? Was Baek Saheon really saying—
“You’re too weak to take my knot,” goaded Baek Saheon, his eye alight with mirth.
Kim Soleum was losing this battle, all of a sudden. Baek Saheon didn’t look nervous. He was walking toward Kim Soleum with confidence, instead of running away with his tail tucked between his legs.
Shit. That meant Kim Soleum had to prove that he could still take on Baek Saheon, no matter what he had to do.
Baek Saheon stopped right in front of Kim Soleum, his neck exposed. He was releasing pheromones that would leave anyone lesser, anyone weaker than Kim Soleum, gasping for air through the oppressive scent.
Kim Soleum blinked through it, reigning in his scent so that he didn’t appear to be so caught off guard. He could not believe that Baek Saheon was choosing today of all days to fight back but…
“I,” he said, gasping a little when Baek Saheon suddenly leaned in further, “can take it.”
Baek Saheon grinned, shining in the low light of their dorm. Kim Soleum’s stomach dropped as he realized what he agreed to and—
And then Baek Saheon pulled on Kim Soleum’s tie, his nails ripped through the collar, and then he forced their mouths together. Kim Soleum sputtered, mindlessly thinking that he only agreed to fuck him, not kiss him.
Kim Soleum only grew more furious when it ended up being good.
Baek Saheon took as he pleased. His tongue was all fire and fury, plunging in and out of Kim Soleum’s mouth like he didn’t know what a regular kiss was like. He explored Kim Soleum’s tongue with his own, and tried to map out the cavern as if he needed to return to ‘x’ marks the spot later.
Kim Soleum was not released, even when he thought he was going to pass out. The world spun around him, but the only thing he saw was Baek Saheon’s murky green eye and his concentrated brow, so maybe it wasn’t the world that spun after all.
Baek Saheon’s canines nipped at his lips, just like the lunatic he was.
Kim Soleum tasted metallic in his mouth. He should have been disgusted by it, but instead, it finally made him kiss back. If Baek Saheon was going to bite his lips, then Kim Soleum was going to do damage too.
Kim Soleum tried and failed to take control of the kiss.
Baek Saheon’s hand on his collar kept him in place, and his free hand wrapped around Kim Soleum’s head. He was forced to stay in place, being sucked of his breath until Baek Saheon decided he couldn’t take it any longer.
Baek Saheon did not stop quickly. He was in want of more, more, and more. He took it all with a smirk, and his scent only intensified, spreading over the entire dorm room and smothering all of Kim Soleum’s.
Baek Saheon did not stop even as Kim Soleum moved his hands and pressed against Baek Saheon’s shoulders. Dammit! Did this guy have no respect! Kim Soleum was going to pass out if there weren't a few moments given to catch his breath.
Kim Soleum finally snapped, releasing his claws. Baek Saheon broke away from the kiss with a pained gasp. He touched one of his shoulders, his hand returning with blood.
Kim Soleum expected a normal reaction. He expected Baek Saheon to be upset at the pain, and the fact that Kim Soleum had thought to attack him at all, and for this to end here. Nothing further was needed now, was it?
Except Baek Saheon’s eye widened, as if he turned more alert, and a wide smirk grew on his face. Kim Soleum blinked in horror. Baek Saheon liked that he left a mark, that he fought back.
Baek Saheon smeared the blood on his fingers over Kim Soleum’s lips. Kim Soleum resisted the urge to wipe it off. Baek Saheon was being gentle with this act as he painted Kim Soleum’s lips in crimson. Gentle was better than whatever brutalness it was a few moments before.
As soon as Baek Saheon was done, he admired his work with a small nod. Kim Soleum parted his lips in surprise, shocked that Baek Saheon would take the time to put his blood in his mouth.
And then Baek Saheon did as he always did.
He opened his stupid goddamn mouth. “I haven’t even done anything to you yet. Don’t get so worked up.”
Kim Soleum gaped at Baek Saheon. He was incorrect. Kim Soleum had never been kissed like that before. Baek Saheon was a menace of unparalleled divines. And on top of that, why the hell was blood put on his lips, huh? Was that nothing?
Baek Saheon scoffed and tugged on Kim Soleum’s sleeve. Kim Soleum pulled away but Baek Saheon did not relent. It was like he had plans for what would occur that night.
He was going to die like this.
Baek Saheon fucked just as he acted throughout the day; like a psychopath. He was undeterred and unforgiving. He left bruises just like he left marks on Kim Soleum’s skin. He sucked the skin and he bit into the flesh.
Kim Soleum didn’t know why he met the thrusts whenever he could have run away instead. Could it be that Baek Saheon was addicting, that Kim Soleum had lost his mind to this painful pleasure? Or was the idea of an alpha forcing his way inside of him such a turn-on?
Baek Saheon was aggressive, his movements like physical attacks. When he plunged inside, Kim Soleum felt like he was being torn in half, split in two. And then he was glued back together to be created into a perfect sheath for Baek Saheon to come home to.
Baek Saheon wasn’t abnormally large, but the weight of his presence and the pheromones he carried were massive. Kim Soleum drowned in the dominant pheromones. He tried to release his own to keep their presence equal, but that agitated Baek Saheon.
Kim Saheon gave in. He let Baek Saheon reshape his body. He was becoming something made just for that bastard with every thrust. Kim Soleum shouldn’t have been so giddy, yet he pushed himself down to bounce within Baek Saheon’s rhythm.
He was being remade, sculpted. Kim Soleum lost his mind. It hurt but it also felt like he was starting to see a new part of the world as the cock in him released in a burst.
It could have something to do with the fact that alphas weren’t supposed to be like this; that maybe his body was trying to reject being plundered. Kim Soleum didn’t mind the idea of this being sacrilegious.
Kim Soleum thought he might be sick in the head, just as Baek Saheon thought he was.
He chased after it, meeting Baek Saheon’s thrusts with enthusiasm, determined to reach the high. He had never felt like this before. His mind was melting but in a good way…?
The pain lowered the more Baek Saheon spilled inside of him. Was that a thing?
They made it a thing.
Baek Saheon growled in the back of his throat. Kim Soleum whimpered in response. Baek Saheon was hard again even though he had climaxed just a few seconds before. Alpha stamina was something else, truly.
Kim Soleum was the same. His thighs were pink from the friction, covered in a mixture of semen and blood. His cock dripped precome over his stomach, hard and bright no matter how many times they did it. He felt like one big bruise, but he didn’t want to stop here.
It was too good, not enough, but too good. He wanted to feel that good forever. The world blurred around him, but he found a focal point; Baek Saheon was the only thing he could focus on.
He needed—
More.
His claws tore Baek Saheon’s back to shreds as they continued to ravage each other. Kim Soleum’s nape and throat was covered in teeth marks. Baek Saheon was not gentle, and Kim Soleum could only fight back in some ways.
They were mirror images of why alphas weren’t supposed to be together.
Alphas were too aggressive in pairs. They went into a frenzy, uncaring of any harm that came to them or to others.
It was too addictive to stop, though. Baek Saheon was hot inside of him, taking all that he could. Kim Soleum clenched around him, sucking him dry. He needed more inside of him. He wanted it.
He was just owning up to what was asked, right? Baek Saheon wanted him to take his knot. Kim Soleum would take it, and take it well, and then Baek Saheon would stop giving him so much shit.
Baek Saheon throbbed inside of him. Kim Soleum keened, his toes curling as Baek Saheon somehow hit a spot he hadn’t hit before. He mewled, choking on a moan, and came on the spot. He felt pathetic for a moment, splattering on himself and Baek Saheon.
But then Baek Saheon didn’t pull out or thrust. He dived deeper, ramming into Kim Soleum earnestly. Kim Soleum sputtered beneath Baek Saheon, lost and confused, just blinking rapidly as he caught his breath.
Baek Saheon huffed, and then kissed him. It was much more chaste than before, but it still felt like Kim Soleum’s soul was being sucked away. Baek Saheon claimed him with just a few actions.
When they parted, and Baek Saheon’s lips were covered in his own blood, he grinned. “You’ll take it now.”
Kim Soleum’s brain malfunctioned for a second. And then he felt something swelling inside of him, near his rim. He twisted, suddenly afraid, his instincts screaming no, no, no! just as much as they were sobbing in relief, yes, yes, yes, this is how you’re meant to be.
Baek Saheon kissed him again before Kim Soleum could say anything in reply. Kim Soleum kissed back so he didn’t squirm away. He let Baek Saheon take him as he was
His pheromones were sputtering uncontrollably for some reason, weakening and strengthening at the same time. He was drowning, but he was able to breathe in water.
Baek Saheon pulled away at some point to leave more marks on his neck. Kim Soleum let it happen, gasping for breath even though he was lying down. He felt like he was going to die as he looked up at the ceiling.
He felt strange. He felt high. He felt wrong. He felt perfect.
Baek Saheon continued to mark him, though, so Kim Soleum compartmentalized. This was fine. He proved his point. Baek Saheon would stop trying to dominate their relationship. Kim Soleum proved that he was more insane than Baek Saheon could ever hope to be.
They woke up as a clump, two bodies connected together.
Kim Soleum groaned as he was rolled over. He could feel Baek Saheon inside of him, growing with every passing minute. It was annoying. He was still so sore. His neck throbbed. His back was radiating pain like never before. How could Baek Saheon not be satiated yet?
But when he opened his eyes, it was to Baek Saheon’s confused face. He looked concerned, actually, which set off alarms in Kim Soleum’s mind.
“Why…” Baek Saheon’s voice trembled, which was out of character. “Why do you smell like that?”
“Like what?” hissed Kim Soleum.
“An omega,” snapped Baek Saheon, his pupil oh so wide with fear.
Oh shit. That was a thing too, wasn’t it? If one alpha gave in to the other, completely and readily… They could be turned into an omega. It was just an old wives' tale, Kim Soleum thought, so he never questioned if it was real, but—
Kim Soleum’s pheromones did not smell the same. He could smell the odd scent on his pillow, and could smell it on Baek Saheon. It felt like a stranger, yet he could also tell that it was him.
At least Baek Saheon seemed freaked out by this turn of events. Kim Soleum could use that. Yes, he was shocked by this too, but Baek Saheon seemed more so. His cheeks were rosy, and his canines were protruded as he looked at Kim Soleum, like he was excited to have an omega so close in proximity to him.
Yeah, Kim Soleum thought as he leaned in to kiss that bastard, he could use this as an advantage somehow.