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"Sir, the young master's secondary gender examination papers arrived from the hospital."
Mr. Jung kept looking at the documents on his desk, seemingly uninterested, but a from appeared on his aged forehead nevertheless. He flipped the papers and signed some of them, eyeing the infinite amount of business proposals presented to the company. After several minutes of silence, he lifted his pen from a contract.
"What does it say?" He inquired and signaled with his hand for the man to read it. The employee opened the envelope hesitantly, awaiting the usual results. He maintained a calm face and an emotionless tone.
"It remains the same. His secondary gender is still classified as undetermined." He spoke.
Mr. Jung slammed a fist on his table.
"Useless child... he's a good for nothing just like his mother." He exclaimed with anger in his voice, then sighed at sat back in his chair, adjusting his tie to regain his composure. "Keep this information hidden. Nobody shall be informed about his condition, we can't have this put our family's name and the Jung Group on the spot."
"Understood" the butler replied and closed the envelope, walking to the nearby shelves and placing it among the many other, identical ones already dusting there. He then he returned to his previous position, standing in front of the large oak desk.
Mr. Jung resumed to looking at the papers on his desk, when he stopped for a second, not even looking up.
"Where is he anyway?"
"I believe he's currently attending a University Freshmen welcome party at his campus."
"That brat..."
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"Wooyoung! Man, it's great to see you! Where have you been?" Mingi opened his arms in the heat of the moment and enveloped Wooyoung in a tight hug.
"Just some regular health check. You know how my father is." The black haired replied, snatching a red cup from a nearby guy's hands then sipping into it.
"Oh" Mingi started, sipping his own. "Anything new?" He asked with a sly smile plastered onto his stupidly handsome face, eyes glancing at Woo trough yellow shaded sunglasses.
"Nah. It's all good, I'm still me" Wooyoung laughed and looked around, the loud music seeping into his bones, engulfing him in the spirit of the party.
Mingi scoffed and started leading them away from the entrance, into a different area where the hustle and bustle of countless people thickened.
"Enjoy it while it lasts" he replied, grabbing a bottle of unmarked liquor and poured into both of their cups. "If it turns out that you're an omega, let me have a taste of that ass" he laughed and gulped it all down.
"You wish" Wooyoung replied with a disgusted face, and downed it all just like Mingi. He was surprised by the funny taste, he never quite had alcohol like that before, but the aftertaste washed over him with a shiver. "I know what I am, and it's definitely not that." He continued. "My father's side has a strong bloodline, all of them being dominant alphas, every son, for generations on. I'm just a late bloomer." He shrugged with a self centered grin.
"Ah sureee sureee" Mingi smiled, mirroring the grimace. "But your mother is an omega."
Woo's smile dropped, a glint of annoyance between his brows. He reached to pour another drink.
"Sure, but I'm nothing like my mother" he replied. Mingi's facial expressions also changed as he noticed Wooyoung tensing. "After all, I know how to use this well" Woo hinted at his crotch with his hands "a useless omega wouldn't know."
"Yeah man" Mingi agreed, high fiving him. "So what's the plan for tonight?" He asked, winking.
Wooyoung looked around eyeing the countless girls swaying in rhythm with the music, their short and tight dresses showing just enough for Woo to lick his lips. Of course he came here with a plan, that being hooking up with the hottest chick. And maybe, getting his best friend Yeosang with someone but he vanished the second they arrived.
Isn't it hot in here?
"The usual" he replied, and Mingi knew what he meant right away. After all, they were friends for a while now, and partied together on several occasions.
Mingi was an alpha, and he was annoying enough to let everyone around him know this fact. Wooyoung has no idea how many times he heard the story of how his secondary gender developed so early in middle school, and how he's been a king ever since. To everyone, it seemed like Mingi was winning in life. He was tall, handsome, came from a wealthy and powerful family. He aced all his exams and in sports as well. All the girls wanted him, from all genders. Mingi relished in his popularity. But Wooyoung was sure there was more behind that 2000 Watt smile of his.
"Talking of the usual" Mingi started "there are some fine chicks glancing our way, and they are definitely eyeing you" he smirked and dapped Wooyoung. "Go get them, I already got my eye on someone for the night" he said, pushing Wooyoung on the back a little as he licked his lips glancing over to the side at a red haired girl.
Wooyoung rolled his eyes, and after downing yet another drink that was just lying around on the counter, he made his way over to those girls.
God it's hot in here.
"Hello Ladies."
"Wooyoung! We though you weren't coming" one of them said, tucking her blonde hair behind her ears.
Wooyoung laughed, putting a hand trough his hair.
"You kidding? I'd never miss a party you attend" he smirked, leaning closer, and he saw a hint of pink dust the cheeks of the girl.
Jackpot.
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After making out against a pillar in the hallway where they were visible to everyone, Wooyoung led the girl to a more secluded area, still on the ground floor. The music was loud, pumping inside their chests and he could feel it's vibrations resonation on the tongue of the girl as he was sucking on it. He wasn't shy to explore her body, his experienced hands sliding under her short skirt, gripping her ass and pulling her closer. Victory seemed sweet. She was so easy. They all were. That's why Wooyoung didn't care to date them and just fucked them. Some people even came back for seconds, claiming there was just something about him that captivated them. This made Wooyoung proud, as he was able to achieve this without the bewitching pheromones those emitted and absorbed who had developed their secondary gender. It felt nice to be normal not tied down by those senseless and ridiculous instincts that overcame several of his acquaintances on many occasions. He found it ridiculous to be driven crazy like that. He thought those who succumbed were nothing less than pathetic.
"Whoa, you seem really into this" the girl said panting while she parted from him, a string of saliva connecting their lips. Wooyoung was drunk on the kiss and his brain didn't even register what she said at first.
"What do you mean?" He managed to speak but he just felt so hot, his mind was foggy. He wiped away the heavy sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. GOSH it was hot in there.
"I mean you're rock hard" he laughed awkwardly,
"What?" Wooyoung asked surprised, looking down. And indeed he was. He felt how awkward the air got between them and quickly tried to save it. "Yeah. 'cus you're so pretty." He smirked stepping closer but she pulled away. "What?"
"I- I think I'm just gonna go. This might just be too fast for me" she spoke and already turned around to leave.
"The fuck you mean too much? Didn't you just want to fuck?" He shouted after her, annoyed. She went up to the second floor and Woo after her, but when they reached the top of the stairs she turned back to shout at him.
"Just fuck off will you? And do something about your smell, you stink" she spitted.
His clothes and hair were sticking to his sweaty body and with this bullshit he just had enough. He tried storming into the bathroom on this floor but as he opened the door he spotted some people making out so he just made his way out and went to the 3rd floor. He wanted needed to be alone. The heat and dizziness was making him mad. Maybe he had too much to drink already. Fuck this situation was just too embarrassing for him.
Luckily, no one was in the washroom when he stormed in, immediately leaning on the sink, ripping his shirt open and splashing cold water all over his face and neck. Once he was soaked he glanced at himself in the mirror and he almost didn't recognize the person who was staring back at him. His face was flush, lips parted, chest heaving heavily up and down, eyes so clouded he felt his vision go blurry. There was no way merely kissing would get him into such a state. He glanced at his crotch and indeed, he was rock hard. But he also noticed how there was a stain on his pants. He grabbed a handful of napkins from the dispenser and started rubbing it on his pants furiously, ignoring the shivers the movement sent down his spine. After a while of rubbing he wanted to throw out it out but when he glanced at the napkins they were dry. His eyes went wide and he resumed the wiping, put it was the same. So he didn't pour anything on himself? Then why was there a stain? He definitely didn't piss his pants, that was a given. As he was furiously trying to get off the stain he suddenly got dizzy and steadied himself on the sink once again. Breathing heavily, he glanced in the mirror once again and saw someone exiting one of the stalls. His blood ran cold. The man wore all black, baggy clothes. He stood awkwardly there, gripping the door handle so hard his knuckles went white. He eyed Wooyoung for a second then turned to leave when Woo started sobbing. The man stopped and give him a worried look instead of speaking.
"I can't- I can't get it off" Wooyoung sobbed as he slumped on the ground hand still on his crotch.
The person who initially wanted to leave hurriedly swung the door open, then picked up Wooyoung princess style and hurried out of the room. With no better idea popping up in his mind, he barged into an empty classroom and locked the door behind them.
He put Wooyoung down near the cathedra, then left to stand in the other end of the room, and put his hand over his mouth and nose. Why didn't he leave? Even he wasn't sure. Wooyoung managed to prop himself up but was about to fall back, completely lost in his trance. His eyes were clouded from lust and tears that couldn't stop falling, and his jeans seemed painfully tight over his hard on. He kept squirming, helplessly crawling on the floor towards the other.
"Why are you so far away? You smell so nice" he spoke with a broken voice, sound whiny and needy.
"You can't come near me, you are not of sound mind right now!" The stranger spoke sternly, but his voice was also getting weak.
Wooyoung cried out and slumped on the floor.
"Please... it hurts so much, I'm so scared I don't know what's going on... please I need to smell you again I need it." He cried, unbuttoning his own shirt because the heat was unbearable.
No noise came from the stranger, he stood still in the other side of the room and watched Wooyoung without a single blink of his eyes. Wooyoung couldn't manage to unbutton all of his shirt, only the upper half, exposing his toned chest, but he was way too eager so he just went and started unzipping his pants too, grinding against his hands in the process, breathy moans leaving his puffy lips. His hands struggled with the button of his jeans, making him cry again in sheer frustration from not being able to get release. His sobs and moans echoed trough the room.
"Please... I need you."
It was as if Wooyoung's words worked wonders, the man opposite him took one trembling step forward. His hard on was visible even from so far away and he struggled to walk properly. It looked like his brain was keeping him back but his body still wanted to go, the two being in a wrecking disagreement against each other. Slowly but surely he was inching closer to Wooyoung who lay on the floor with half undone clothes, a messy hair and an even messier face. When the stranger reached Wooyoung, he was on the floor next to him in an instant, and gobbled Woo into his arms like a baby. The stranger sat on the floor with open legs and pulled Woo into his arms, holding him close to his body. He begun pulling off Woo's pants while inhaling his scent deeply from his neck. Wooyoung moaned into the embrace and shifted his his hips in an attempt to straddle him. The attempt was desperate, and could only happen with the help of the guy. Once fully seated on his lap, Wooyoung kept kissing and licking the other's neck, as the hands of the other slowly worked down to squeeze Woo's delicious ass cheeks.
"Ah!" Escaped a high pitched moan Woo's lips, and he grinded his hips against the other's, earning a groan in response. "Take off your clothes" he managed to blurt out in a broken voice.
"You sure you'll be okay?" The stranger spoke but didn't get an answer. Instead, dozens of kitten licks and sucking on his soft skin was the reply from the one he held so carefully in his arms. It was painfully hard to hold back. The sight before him... the smell of sweet sweet pheromones, the sheer presence of this omega... it made him feel like he was about to go crazy.
"Don't hold back" Wooyoung grinned, licking his lips. "And tell me the name I shall moan tonight". He spoke, not even realizing the situation he was in. It was as if his brain failed to register the seriousness of the events that were about to play off.
The sentence sent shivers down the other's spine as he stared into those beautiful black eyes, while his hands started undoing his own pants and ripping apart Woo's soaking wet underwear.
"San" he said softly as he pulled out his hard cock. Wooyoung was so lost in staring at his face, that he only noticed a dick was by his ass the moment it touched his rim.
"Wa– wait wait wait wait wait Sa– ah!" He couldn't finish his pleas as he felt the shaft slide into him.
The pleasure was unthinkable. Nothing like he ever felt in his life before, and he was sure around a lot. Neither of them could comprehend the feeling, their minds going completely blank with fog as they tried to gasp for air. It was way too much and it was dangerous. They tried to stay still to catch their breath but Wooyoung's hips involuntarily started moving. He had no idea how to use them in this way, he was never on the receiving end and much less has he been with men. He thrashed his hips forward, his motions resembling that of thrusting into someone but it wasn't fulfilling. San let him be, and groaned on every movement of his, his brows furrowed and lips pursed tightly. It wasn't fulfilling for either of them. San lifted Woo's hips with both of his hands and pummeled into him from below. Wooyoung's entire body trembled and he fell apart in San's hands. He held onto those wide shoulders for dear life as he screamed his lungs out. San tilted his head back, all resolve slipping from him as he dipped is dick in and out of that hot, soft, velvety heat sucking him in. He couldn't stop his hips no matter how much Wooyoung was moaning, he held his hips and moved them in an opposing rhythm to his own.
"Sa– Sannie! Wait!" Wooyoung cried out as he felt an orgasm closing in on him. He never experienced a feeling like that before and he didn't know what to do. It was too much. The other groaned after hearing the nickname, and if possible, pulled Woo closer into him.
"You make me go insane" he managed to say trough gritted teeth, and laid Woo on the floor on his back.
San held Wooyoung's hips from under, and hovered over him as his stiff cock found it's way back into him. His thrusts were out of this world. Each one rough, hard, and deep, scratching exactly where they both needed it.
"Don't call me... you" Wooyoung whined "call me Wooyoung."
Without a single more second to think San blurted out out his name with the biggest moan that ever left his chest.
"Wooyoungie~" he sighed, almost whining. "Your ass is so perfect, you're so beautiful, you make me go insane."
Wooyoung's eyes widened despite his brain being scattered all over the place. His eyes watered again, tears rolling down the side of his face bye his ears. Sure, they called him handsome, they said he was great in bed, that he was a wonderous rainbow child, but nobody ever looked at him with eyes so endearing, so loving and amused, not even his own family. He felt his chest tighten, then a soft kiss landed on his cheek. At this point he was just bawling his eyes out.
"Don't cry Wooyoungie, I'm here, you're okay, it's all right" he whispered against his cheek and started rolling his hips into Wooyoung at a slow, sensual speed.
"Hold me" Wooyoung moaned and lifted his arms for the other to pull him close and to fit into the shape of his chest – and he fit perfectly. As if they were two pieces of puzzles, meant to be attached.
Once San fitted Woo's arms around his neck and he leaned in and held Wooyoung's whole body in his arm, his thrusts became faster and deeper once again. He felt every fiber of velvety smooth skin throbbing around his sensitive cock nestling deep inside the other body. He felt his toes curled and his muscles flex as he tried pushing in deeper and deeper, having a sense of satisfaction when he bucked his hips upward, fitting his whole member inside and saw them connect without an inch of space apart. He loved the shivers that went down his spine when his balls slapped against Wooyoung's ass, and he loved the squelching sounds Woo's body obscenely kept making. He was so lost in the moment. His hands travelled down onto Wooyoung's fat asscheeks again and he held them in place as his thrusts quickened, pummeling into Woo's unused hole with speed and force.
"Oh god" Woo breathed shakily, barely able to form words.
"You're thanking the wrong guy babe" San hissed back, leaving a trail of open mouthed wet kisses on Wooyoung's neck.
His hands had such a strong grip on Woo's ass and hips that it was sure there will be a mark left. He couldn't help bucking forward, chasing his and his partner's high doing so, his hips stuttering and thrusts' getting sloppy as he got closer to his release.
"Oh fuck, Youngie~ baby~ I'm gonna cum" he moaned needily into Wooyoung's ears who was already seeing stars from the pleasure.
"Come! Come into me please fill me" Woo cried out grabbing a handful of San's hair.
"No– not– inside" San moaned heavily and managed to pull out just in time as he reached his high and came all over the other's abdomen, his thighs shaking and head tilting back. The muscles on his arms went limp and he let Wooyoung slowly down on the floor as he was trying to overcome his high, panting and grunting.
When he looked down, Woo lay before him, head tilted to the side, mouth agape, eyes rolled back. His chest was heaving heavily up and down, legs open and fallen to the side, shaking and trembling relentlessly, red, swollen cock leaking cum onto his stomach, asscheeks rosy and plump, and his hole clenching over nothing. San felt another wave of heat overcome him but it was quickly knocked out by his rational thinking. He collected Woo into his arms, sitting him onto his lap, and held him like a baby once again. His hands kept petting Woo's back and hair, soothing him, while he planted soft kisses onto every spot of his face.
"Shh 't's okay baby, everything's all right" he cooed, aware of the fact that Woo was close to passing out, cock drunk.
They sat there for a while when someone's phone rang.
"Woo, it's yours" San spoke.
"Jeans, back pocket, left" Wooyoung replied barely able to open his mouth. San reached for the phone in the pants littered close to them, and took out the phone. "Whos' it?"
"Yeosang" San answered, reading out the name on the screen.
"He's probably worried. Tell him to come here" Wooyoung said still hugging San like a bear.
San raised his eyebrows. The problem wasn't that they just fucked in a classroom, yes that was a problem as well, but the bigger issue was that the room was filled with omega pheromones. He couldn't risk someone else pouncing at Wooyoung.
As if hearing San's thoughts, Wooyoung continued in a reassuring tone.
"Yeosang's a beta. He's my best friend of 9 years, it's okay" he spoke and San picked up the phone.
"Hello? Wooyoung, where are you! I've been looking for you everywhere you can't just run off like that you motherfucker, I swear to god if I find you I–"
"Hello, this is San, Wooyoung is with me." San spoke so awkwardly it made his reality check even greater.
"San? Who are you? I never heard this name before."
"Wooyoung accidentally took a heat inducer pill probably put into his drink by someone, and he went into heat. I'm in building C floor 3 room 102 with him."
The other line of the call got quiet for a second, making San feel all the more worried so he continued.
"I'll clean him up, I won't remain here until you arrive as his pheromones are really strong and I'm afraid I cannot control myself properly if I stay in his presence any longer."
"Alright got it. I'm on my way. What should I expect?"
"A mess" San laughed nervously, looking around. "And a whole dozen of raw omega pheromones. Even if you're a beta this might just be too much."
Yeosang hummed weirdly on the other end.
"I'll be taking my leave then. Please take care of him for me."
"Sure will." Yeosang replied curtly.
San stood up and peeled Wooyoung off of him, who groaned in disagreement. He took off his black hoodie and pulled it onto Wooyoung, together with the jeans he tossed aside.
"I'm sorry I couldn't clean you up better. Please be careful next time, and have your heat suppressants on you" he said, and gave the confused looking Woo a kiss on the forehead before disappearing from the room.
What heat suppressants?