Dirty Switch

It was a question that could be interpreted in many ways.

Considering his tendency to enjoy manipulating others, the correct answer now seemed like a desperate plea of “Please, do something,” yet Taehyun couldn’t understand why his thoughts kept jumping elsewhere.
Was Baekhan testing him right now? Did he feel something suspicious? But why, of all times, at this exact moment?
As Taehyun hesitated to answer amidst the various possibilities, Seo Baekhan quietly lifted his chin onto Taehyun’s shoulder and gently urged him.

“Hmm?”
Joo Taehyun braced his legs tightly, trying not to fall embarrassingly.
The peach scent that emanated from Baekhan’s breath kept making him drowsy. The longer he stayed close to Seo Baekhan’s body, the more sensitively he seemed to react to his pheromones... Was that just his imagination?

“It’s been a while. Seeing Joo Taehyun not answering when I call him.”
Then Seo Baekhan lightly kissed the area under his ear on the jaw.
Even though Taehyun tried to stay composed, his cheek twitched uncontrollably and a shiver ran down his spine. Just this small urge already made his body pour out countless words to him. If Baekhan looked him in the face and started questioning him about everything, how long could he possibly hold out?

Half-melted by the teasing kiss and the overwhelming pheromones, Taehyun finally tried to regain his senses. The more he seemed to watch Baekhan’s cues, the more suspicious Baekhan would become.
“...Hyung.”
Joo Taehyun struggled to control his increasingly ragged breathing and gave a bitter chuckle.

“Just—do it right now.”
Maybe it was the nervousness, but rather than sounding indifferent as intended, his tone came out somewhat cocky. Still, this seemed better than looking flustered and worried about revealing his lack of experience.
“I’ll do whatever you tell me to, just—ah!”

Before he even finished speaking, his body was pushed onto the bed. Baekhan hadn’t pushed hard, but Taehyun’s body, still not recovered from their previous sex, involuntarily let out a groan.
“Do whatever I tell you, huh.”
Without even time to feel pain, his crumpled body was flipped over. Following the grain of the lighting fixture, the ceiling shimmered faintly with patterns like gemstone crystals, but before he could take it in, Baekhan’s dazzling face filled his entire view.

“Well, that’s a phrase I really like.”
“Ah, wait, hyung, ah... it hurts.”
“Yeah, I’m doing this so it hurts.”
Seo Baekhan grabbed Taehyun’s ankle with a grip strong enough to snap it. It was almost like he intended to break his ankle right from the start.

“But, Taehyun.”
His hand was large enough to grip his slender ankle firmly in one go, and with just those two ankles, his grip was strong enough to lift half an adult man’s waist off the ground.
“Can you really do whatever I tell you?”

Maybe all that cocky scratching had paid off. He no longer observed Taehyun with half-hearted interest.
“Ah, no….”
Joo Taehyun, his upper body folding halfway, found himself staring directly at his fully erect cock tapping against his abdomen. Unconsciously, he muttered to himself.

This isn’t right. I shouldn’t be showing this to hyung...
“Now, all of a sudden?”
Seo Baekhan seemed incredulous, as if interpreting Taehyun’s muttering as refusal.

“That’s not what I meant…”
I won’t let hyung see this, ugh, I’ll hold on tight, uh, I promise.
Huh? The fleeting image that flashed through his mind like lightning made Taehyun furrow his brow sharply.

What was that just now?
But before he could dwell on it, Seo Baekhan immediately spread Taehyun’s legs wide open, leaving no room to grasp that lingering discomfort.
“You don’t know how to suck dick with your mouth, and you don’t bite well from behind either.”

“That was… back then, I don’t really remember well…”
“Oh, really?”
Was he about to insert right away? Seo Baekhan adjusted his position, sliding the tip of his cock along from the perineum to the hole. It felt so hard it was like he was digging a hole.

“Then today will be a little different. I’m looking forward to it too.”
There wasn’t a shred of excitement in his mechanically responding body.
“...Hmm.”

As Seo Baekhan spread Taehyun’s legs a bit wider to ease the penetration, he winced slightly at how exposed Taehyun’s cock had become, glaring red and unmistakable.
“Sorry, but this is still a bit uncomfortable.”
“...Ah, sorry—.”

Blushing deeply, Taehyun hurriedly wrapped his hands around his abdomen, trying to hide his cock, which was not only fully erect but had already ejaculated once.
“There’s nothing to be sorry for. You even tried to suck my dick, so now it’s my turn, right?”
“...It’s okay.”

Before he could even consider his own feelings, the automatic reply “It’s okay” slipped out. It was the phrase he said most often to Baekhan, so rolling those four syllables off his tongue mechanically was easy.
“Even if I can’t suck your cock.”
“Ah...!”

“I think I can give you the kind of sex you like.”
Due to the lingering effects of their previous encounter, Taehyun’s slightly swollen asshole felt the tip of Baekhan’s cock pressing firmly against it. It felt like he was testing if he could insert right away, and Taehyun involuntarily shuddered. Was he really going to... just put it in like this? Just like that?
“Rough and messy. Driving my cock deep inside you. What else was it? Right, knotting... Hmm, I can’t guarantee that, but I’ll come inside you enough to make you feel it.”

“Um, but hyung... doing it right away, just like that, inserting—”
“It’s my first time. Doing everything my partner wants.”
“Hyung, that, ah...”

Taehyun tried to protest that inserting immediately would be difficult.
But when Seo Baekhan lightly poked the tip of his cock against him again, his mouth opened without him realizing it. Even that small motion made the pheromones flood inside him so sweetly he felt like he was going crazy.
Only now did Taehyun understand why Dr. Woo said to put aside everything else and first find ways to overcome unilateral imprinting.

“Ah, huu, hng!”
The huge cock, too big to be believed even after experiencing it firsthand, spread his narrow inner walls as if tearing them apart and relentlessly pushed inside.
The pain was so intense it almost turned his vision white, but whenever he pushed Baekhan away, a rush of pleasure came as compensation. Baekhan’s pheromones seemed to fill the empty spaces in his body, piercing his cells here and there.

“Ah, it hurts, huu, hng, good... ah, ah!”
Ah, even if the imprint breaks, could I ever forget this sensation?
I want to possess it and be bound by it. I want hyung to stay locked inside me like this forever...

A dark, grim feeling far from longing or pure love grew rapidly inside me in an instant. I felt sorry for Seo Baekhan for having such filthy thoughts. Yet I couldn’t let him go, and for that too, I felt guilty.
“Hyung, wait, ah, aah!”
The moment Seo Baekhan’s long, hard cock—like a log—pierced deep inside as if exposing a hidden place, Joo Taehyun reached an unexpected climax. There was no warning. Swept away by a tidal wave of immense pleasure, he couldn’t even scream and only weakly spilled his semen.

“Hah, you really are deep.”
Seo Baekhan exhaled sharply and wiped away Taehyun’s semen that had splattered even on his cheek. His gentle touch, like when stroking Taehyun’s face before a kiss, made Taehyun feel tears welling up for some reason.
Could I maybe kiss while I’m inside?

Even though he barely raised his head and opened his mouth signaling a longing for a kiss, Baekhan ignored it and continued thrusting his hips repeatedly.
“Aaah, hyung, w-wait, huu, ah!”
“Is this why you only sought a big cocked Alpha?”

“Hng!”
“No, that’s not it. Taehyun, you’re not supposed to bite the cock right now.”
“Ah, hyung, stop «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» there! Ah!”

“Yeah... When I move like this, you tighten your hole like that, huu, then release.”
Every time Seo Baekhan thrust his hips up, the hard head of his cock seemed to smack against Taehyun’s prostate repeatedly. Taehyun’s swollen asshole, which had seemed like it wouldn’t open, leaked fluids as it skillfully clenched around Baekhan’s cock.
It wasn’t because Joo Taehyun was exceptionally talented at sex.

Baekhan was very strict, and if Taehyun couldn’t follow his instructions immediately, he would deliberately avoid the prostate and grind against it roughly instead.
After a few repetitions, Taehyun’s body moved on its own. His instinct hoped Baekhan would push a little more roughly, while his excited inner walls eagerly swallowed Baekhan’s pheromones, tightening around his cock like sucking it in.
“Ah, hyung, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, huu, ah!”

Taehyun bit his lip to stop himself from crying, but Baekhan scolded him again for not fixing his bad habit.
“Sniff, hyung, I won’t do it again, ah, aah, uh!”
Not with words, but with his cock.

His hips lifted high, legs spread wide enough to form an almost vertical angle, the embarrassing position didn’t even register in his mind anymore.
“Hua...!”
Seo Baekhan slammed his cock in hard from top to bottom. The force was beyond what could be described as just “inserting.”

His pheromones, far more blatant than during kissing, accumulated steadily in places Taehyun had never imagined. Now, Taehyun’s cock dribbled pale precum weakly, like a broken faucet.
“Taehyun, do you want to get on top and try moving?”
Looking down at Taehyun trembling in pleasure from the intense sensations, Baekhan kindly suggested.

“...Hyung, I... no, I—”
“The deeper the insertion, the stronger your original pheromones seem to get.”
He meant for Taehyun to mount him, straddle him directly, and move with Baekhan’s cock inside him—putting his full weight down, burying Baekhan’s cock much deeper than now.

“Why? Did your exes forbid that position? That can’t be.”
Until just moments ago, Taehyun had been the most obedient student in the world, but this time he couldn’t easily follow Baekhan’s command. He was barely keeping up with Baekhan’s movements now; sex led by himself? That was impossible.
“Taehyun, you don’t have to pretend to be innocent. I married you because you’re a slut.”

“...”
“You’re not a virgin anyway. Isn’t that right?”