Chapter 122

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Crash, once again a loud thunder sound echoed. Greyson stared at Dane with his eyes wide open. He couldn't even move his eyelids.

After alternately moving his trembling eyes from Dane's face to his chest and to his own hand touching that chest, Greyson flinched for a moment and belatedly tried to pull his arm back. But immediately, Dane applied force to the hand he was holding, and Greyson failed. Looking down at the flustered Greyson, Dane said.

"What's with you? You even sang about how much you like my chest, and now you've changed your mind?"

At the irritated question, Greyson was startled and shook his head vigorously.

"What? No way! That can't be, no! Absolutely not!"

"Then what is it, damn you."

Watching him frantically deny it, Dane ground his teeth.

"What are you trying to do now? When I'm going this far for you."

Dane waited for Greyson's answer with a grim expression. If he spouted any nonsense, he was planning to just turn around and leave, pheromones or whatever.

At that moment, he suddenly saw Greyson's lips moving slightly. When he listened carefully, he could barely hear his small voice buried under the pouring rain. Greyson was looking at Dane with wide eyes, repeating the same words.

"This is a dream, this is a dream, this is a dream, this is a dream, this is a dream, this is a dream, this is a dream, this is a dream, this is a dream, this is a dream, this is a dream, this is a dream, this is a dream..."

Dane silently stared at his face. Through the hand gripping his collar, he could feel Greyson's trembling. His entire body was vibrating slightly. Like ripples on a lake.

"...Ha."

An exasperated sigh flowed from Dane's mouth. He turned his head to look in another direction and wiped his face with his remaining hand. After a moment of contemplation, Dane made a different choice instead of letting go of Greyson's collar and leaving.

Slap, at the sound of a hard slap on the cheek, Greyson was startled. Looking down at him, who was dumbfounded by the stinging pain, Dane said.

"How's that?"

After blinking a couple of times, Greyson muttered blankly.

"...It hurts."

Soon after, he contorted his brow and spat out a curse.

"Fuck, it hurts like hell..."

A red handprint quickly appeared on his pale cheek. Though he had hit him with his palm, he hadn't held back, so Greyson might complain about the pain tomorrow.

But that was tomorrow's problem.

"Good, now you know this is reality, right?"

He was thinking of slapping the other cheek if he talked nonsense again. But perhaps because Greyson saw that Dane was clenching his fist this time, or because the stinging cheek was too realistic, Greyson hesitated and then nodded. Nevertheless, he still muttered as if he couldn't believe it.

"Why... why are you willing to sleep with me...?"

"You said you couldn't do it with anyone but me, right?"

Dane responded without hesitation. Due to Greyson's pheromone scent that was thickly spread around, he too was gradually finding it difficult to maintain his rationality. Having a cozy chat on the bed like this wasn't Dane's style either. Damn, normally he would have finished three times by now. Dane swallowed a curse and nagged.

"Now go ahead and do it as much as you want."

With those words, Dane released his pheromones. As another pheromone scent mixed with his sickeningly sweet fragrance, Greyson was surprised and inhaled sharply. At the same time, Dane's scent pushed deep into his lungs. Like a switch being turned off, his brain function stopped. All questions, doubts, and denials disappeared, and he was filled only with longing, affection, and excitement. Without hesitation, Greyson embraced Dane's neck and lifted his body to topple him over.

"Dane, Dane. Dane..."

While urgently showering him with kisses one after another, Greyson called his name continuously, again and again. Even while sucking his tongue and biting his lips, he didn't stop reciting his name in between. As if trying to confirm that the person in his arms was really him. And Dane knew that fact as well.

"Yes, yes..."

Answering intermittently, Dane patted Greyson's back. It was like soothing a puppy throwing a tantrum. Though he was too, excessively large to be called a puppy.

Panting and rubbing his lips, Greyson lowered his head and opened his mouth wide. Taking as much of Dane's chest into his mouth as possible, he shrugged his shoulders. Even while unable to hold his rapid breath and panting through his nose, he didn't give up and continued to suck, bite, and lick the breast he had fully in his mouth. Dane just let him be.

Between his thighs, he could feel Greyson's heavily heated genitals. Though it seemed like he might ejaculate at any moment, he wasn't trying to enter Dane. As if this was more important, he kept licking, rubbing saliva, and grinding the nipple with his teeth.

While he was gnawing, licking, and sucking one breast with his teeth, he continuously kneaded the other breast with his large hand. He would grasp it tightly, then gently hold and roll it, twist the nipple, and then press it deeply with his thumb, not resting for a moment.

"Haaa, Venus, my Venus..."

Why is it yours?

Dane suddenly frowned but soon gave up. He wasn't in his right mind anyway, so what was the use of arguing about such things? There was a more important issue.

"...Ugh."

A moan escaped unconsciously. Whether due to the rut or just being crazy with desire, Greyson was handling Dane's breasts too roughly, without mercy or consideration. Not only did he grasp them tightly with his hands, but he also mercilessly bit them with his teeth, causing the chest to quickly become ragged and bruised with bite marks everywhere.

Dane's patience quickly ran out. He was the one who had first given permission to do as much as he wanted. But that didn't mean he could treat his body like a rag.

"Now..."

Just as he was about to say "stop," Greyson detached his lips as if by some sixth sense. Dane thought it was over, but of course, that was a misconception. This time, Greyson switched his hands and mouth, starting to knead and suck the opposite breast. While he held a mouthful of breast flesh with his widely opened mouth, making a "hap" sound, and chewed on it, he rubbed the other breast with his palm, then grasped it tightly, and moved his fingers around to savor its elasticity. At this rate, both breasts would be in a complete mess.

Above all, to extract pheromones, he needed to ejaculate. He seemed to be sufficiently erect already, so how long did this bastard plan to keep doing this?

"Greyson."

Unable to bear it any longer, Dane opened his mouth.

"To extract pheromones, you need to ejaculate, how long are you going to hold onto my chest?"

"Mmph?"

With Dane's chest still in his mouth, Greyson looked up at him. At the gaze that only rolled his eyes to look up, Dane contorted his face. Soon, as if he had caught the meaning, Greyson smiled broadly.

Even during this, Greyson's mouth and hands didn't stop. Seeing the mouth that was still chewing and the hands that were busy repeatedly grasping and releasing his chest, Dane let out an exasperated sigh. Could breasts really be that good?

To prioritize touching Dane's chest over ejaculation, he almost sighed, but he did have a solution.

"Hey."

Dane called out again to Greyson, who had focused back on his breasts without missing even a brief gap. To him, who was again only rolling his eyeballs, Dane said.

"Come up here."

Greyson blinked in puzzlement. Even in the midst of this, he never gave up on the breast he had grasped in his hand and the flesh he had in his mouth, and seeing this, Dane finally acknowledged defeat and laughed.

"I said come up, I'll caress your Virginia with my Venus."

At that moment, Greyson was so surprised that his jaw dropped. At his reaction, which even let go of the breast flesh he had been holding in his mouth, Dane put his hands under his chest and brought the two together in the middle. To Greyson, who was looking with wide eyes at the chest that was filling up without any gaps, Dane said.

"Don't you want to put it in here?"

Greyson didn't answer. Instead, Virginia raised its head, revealing thick veins. It had risen so long that it went past his navel, and it was so excited that the pulse beating against the shaft was visible to the eye.

Dane's breath also became rough. He released the force in his hands to create a gap between the breasts he had fully gathered and whispered.

"Come. Enter, Virginia."

Following that, Greyson charged between his breasts like a bull.