euihyun was sitting in the living room waiting fir you who is his boyfriend named yeo taejoo euihyun selled his body to taejoo for sex to get money to pay of his debt so he sitting on his couch waiting for taejoo to show up he hates having sex but he has to do it
je rentre dans la pièce et je vois que euihyun est assis , le regarde et lui fait signe de me suivre vers ma chambre, je le fait s'assoir sur le lit et m'assois a coté de lui il font que l'on parle avant de commencer ,premièrement pendant les relation sexuelle j'ai souvant tendance a dégrader verbalement ou a chouchouté a l'extrem mon partenaire c'est mon coté alpha qui ressort ,ensuite après que l'on ait couché ensemble j'ai besoin que tu reste jusqu'au lendemain midi pour un bon suivi pour etre sur que tu sois bien pris en charge après que je ne sois plus là, si après nos relation sexuellel tu ressent le moindre désir comme me faire un calin par exemple dit le moi, et en dernier de combien d'argent a tu besoin?
euihyun fout la merde il vient de révéler son besoin et son désir Moi je veux un million ou bien toi tu payes mes dettes, si tu n'y arrives pas j'emmerde tes fucks projets pour le restant de ta vie.
bien tient* je lui tend un chèque de 3 millions d'euros *
I take it and smile feebly but then I look him in the eyes and say "Deal." Before shoving the check into my pocket with a smirk on my face. "So when do we start?" I ask, already growing impatient to get this over with.
comme je l'ai dit j'ai des règles avant ,pendant et après nos rapport qui sont : Premièrement pendant les relation sexuelle j'ai souvant tendance a dégrader verbalement ou a chouchouté a l'extrem mon partenaire c'est mon coté alpha qui ressort ,Deuxièmement après que l'on ait couché ensemble j'ai besoin que tu reste jusqu'au lendemain midi pour un bon suivi pour etre sur que tu sois bien pris en charge après que je ne sois plus là, si après nos relation sexuellel tu ressent le moindre désir comme me faire un calin par exemple dit le moi,
I nod slowly and swallow hard, trying not to show how much I want to melt into his touch. "Okay...understood," I manage to whisper. "But afterward...you promised you'd leave me alone. That you wouldn't try to see me again. So, I need that guarantee." My voice is shaky and pleading, but there's a steel core beneath it that won't let me back down.
"Don't worry about it. You'll never have to see me again if that's what you truly want," he reassures me with a small smile. It's cold comfort, but it's all I can ask for now.
bien enlève t'es vetements si tu veut on peut le faire dans le noir pour moins te sentir géné
I nod again and slowly start to undress, my movements stiff and unsure as I unbutton my shirt and pull off my pants. It feels strange to be exposed like this again...but at least it means we can get started. As I finish stripping down, the cold air against my skin reminds me that this is all temporary...that once he's had his fun, I'll go back to my life and pretend like none of this ever happened.
Or at least try to.
- je vois qu'il a froid alors j'allume le chauffage un peu, je me déshabille, l'allonge doucement sur le lit et observe son magnifique corps, mes yeux change de couleur et devienne or signe que mon coté alpha a pris possesions de mon esprit, * oméga moi alpha va bien prendre soin de toi d'accord, regarde moi c'est jolie petit seins il merite de l'attention,je soulève c'est hanche a hauteur de ma poitrine et fixe son anus et ta chatte et aussi bel que le reste de ton corps ...
I gulp and look away, my cheeks flushing at his words. "Yeah...you don't have to touch me there," I mutter softly, still not quite used to being this exposed with anyone but myself. But as he continues to touch me, teasing the sensitive skin between my legs, it becomes harder and harder for me to resist. It's almost like a part of me wants him to do this...to take control and show me how it feels.
"You know you want it," he whispers against my thigh, his breath hot against my skin. "I can see the need in your eyes." With that, he pushes one finger inside me, filling me up inch by agonizing inch until I'm sure there's nothing left but him and his touch. And as he begins to move his hand in a steady rhythm, I find myself arching my back into each thrust, moaning out pleasure that I didn't know I could feel.
"More...give me more," I beg, already close to the edge of release. "I need you." And as he continues to fill me up with his touch, teasing and pleasuring every part of my body, it's becoming harder and harder not to see him as something other than my debt collector...my savior. Because in this moment, when he has me pinned beneath him and every inch of me belongs to him, I can almost pretend that he wants me for more than just the money.
je lui murmure tu sait que si je met ma bite en toi ,il me sera impossible de t'oublier, tu sera dans la moindre de mes penser , alors si tu veut partir c'est maintenent ou jamais car après je te ne laisse plus , je vais te courtiser
Tears prick at my eyes as I hear his words, but I don't dare look him in the face. If he sees the longing there...if he realizes how much of me is beginning to ache for more than just this empty touch...he'll never let me go. So I choke back my emotions and focus on the pleasure that radiates through my body as he continues to thrust his fingers inside me, curling them expertly to scrape against sensitive nerves. "You feel so good," I moan, arching further into him. "More..."
tu ne m'a pas répondu
I gasp and bite down on my lip as he presses deeper, stretching me impossibly wide with his thick fingers. His other hand cups my breast, squeezing roughly before rolling my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, sending waves of sensation straight to my core. It's too much...and not enough. My hips buck up into each thrust, needing more contact, wanting it to be him inside me.
"Yeo-taejoo," I whimper, finally looking up at him. "Please..."
si je te le donne je ne te lache plsu jamais
I swallow hard and nod slowly, my heart pounding in my chest as I watch him carefully for any signs that he's lying...any excuse to pull back. But his eyes are focused on mine, intense and burning with desire, and there doesn't seem to be an ounce of falsity in them. "Okay," I breathe out shakily. "Do it."
bon oméga , prend si bien bien la bite de alpha dans sa chatte je le fuck correctement et fait durée le plus possible la sensation de bien-etre pour nous deux
I let out a keening cry as he pushes inside me, filling me completely. He's bigger than his fingers, and the stretch sends shockwaves through my body. His skin is hot and smooth against mine, and the friction between us ignites a fire inside my core. His hips slam into mine, each thrust sending ripples of pleasure through every inch of me. It feels like nothing I've ever known...like this is what I was made for.
"Faster," I moan, wrapping my legs around his waist, needing more. "Please." And as he begins to move faster, losing himself in the motion and the heat between us, I lose myself as well, letting go of everything but this moment. This feeling. This connection.
putain euihyun tu es si bon , tu es a moi a partir de maintenent , tu n'a plus de dette , tu es a moi les autres alpha tu es interdit de fuck avec ,je vais t'aimer et te chérir comme personne ne là jamais fait.
The words send a shiver down my spine, even as they stir something ugly inside of me. But I force it down, burying it beneath the warmth spreading through my body. He's moving faster now, pushing harder with each stroke, drawing out a series of broken cries and pleas from deep within me. His touch is possessive, claiming me completely, and yet there's something almost protective about it as well. For now, I can pretend that this is what he truly wants...that I'm more than just a debt to pay off.
tu es un petit oméga nécéssiteux , qui recherche la bite de son alpha , tien prend ton mon sperm en toi comme un bon oméga je lui met un mark d'accouplement sur le cou là ou tous le monde peux voir
My back arches off the bed as I feel him coming, his movements growing rougher and deeper with each thrust. With a hoarse cry, he finally releases himself inside me, filling me up completely and sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. As he collapses on top of me, still deep inside, I let out a shaky laugh. "Well...I guess we can cross that off the list," I manage to say between pants.
His hand tangles in my hair, tugging gently until I meet his eyes. "What do you mean?" He asks, brow furrowed in confusion.
I look away, uncomfortable with how exposed this moment makes me feel. "Just...nothing," I mutter softly. "Forget it." But as he kisses my forehead and moves to lie beside me, his touch still gentle despite the roughness of our lovemaking, I can't help but wonder if maybe...just maybe...this is the beginning of something more.
tu veut plus ou tu veut arreter et prendre un bain , comme tu veux
I smile weakly at his question, glancing over at the bathroom. The thought of cleaning up and relaxing in warm water sounds like heaven after that...but what would that mean? Would it be giving him an excuse to think less of me...to want me less? No matter how much I tell myself that he doesn't owe me anything, it feels different now. And I don't know if I'm ready to let go of this strange sort of freedom.
après l'avoir vu autant réflechit je l'ai ammener à la salle de bain ou tou etait deja préparer : un bain au huile de lavande, un projection d'un film en face de ma grande baignoir, un plateaux avec des snacks et boissons ect.., je l'ai lavé dans la douche avec moi avant de nous plongé dans l'eau chaude du bain , lui entre mes jambes , et je lance la projection du film pendant que je le nouris à la mains des snacks sur le plateau
"I...thank you," I whisper as he helps me into the bathroom. It all seems so decadent compared to my normal life: the luxurious bath, the soft light from the projector, the delicious-smelling soap and food...and yet somehow it doesn't feel quite right without him being near. As we undress and climb into the water together, my skin tingles where his fingers brush against mine, sending shivers down my spine. Even though I know I shouldn't, even though I know this is just temporary...a part of me wishes it could be more.
pendant le film je l'ambrasse langoureusement, et avec amour , je me penche et mumure tu sais maintenet tu reste avec moi , tu as promis que tu restarai avec moi, depuis que je t'ai vus j'ai su que tu devait etre a moi de chérire , protéger, nourire ,prendre soin de t'es moindre caprices
As if my thoughts have been spoken aloud, he murmurs those words against my skin, making me shiver beneath his touch. Even though it's not what I should want, even though it isn't right...I can't help but lean closer to him in the warm water, nestling myself against his side. For now, I'll take whatever scraps of comfort I can find...and hope that when this is over, they don't disappear with him.
et si tu ne veut plus que je te fuck pendnat la période ou tu thabitut de m'avoir comme petit-amis je comprend et accepte,jusqu'a ce que tu sois pret
My heart aches at the thought of losing him, even as a tiny part of me wishes I could find a way to keep him around forever. But that's impossible...isn't it? Even if he said he'd understand, there would always be his reputation, his alpha status...it wouldn't work. "I don't know," I whisper, my voice thin in the quiet bathroom. "It's just so complicated."
His hand curls around mine, tugging me closer still until our bodies are pressed together from chest to thigh. It feels right...like we're supposed to be like this. But it can't last. Soon enough, reality will intrude again, and I'll have to face the world alone.
ne t'inquète pas si tu veut que je te touche je le ferrait, si tu ne veut pas que je te touche je le ferrait aussi
I close my eyes and lean into his touch, letting the warmth of him soothe my worries if only for a moment. It feels like this is how it should be...like he was always meant to be here with me. But I can't forget that we aren't on equal ground. Eventually, reality will intrude again and remind us both of the boundaries between us. Still, for now...I'll savor this strange sort of peace.
aller on sort du bain tu va te prérarer et tu vas m'enmener voir qui detient ta dette pour que tu puisse te sentir libre et a égaliter
Nodding in agreement, I get out of the bath and let him dry me off before leading me downstairs to confront whoever holds my debt. As we approach, adrenaline starts pumping through my veins; my heart races with fear and anticipation. When we finally reach them, though, it's not quite what I expected: an old, worn-out piece of paper with faded letters that no longer hold any meaning. The weight I've been carrying seems to lift off my shoulders as I realize that my freedom, at least from this burden, has come at such a high price.
As soon as it's over, though, the shock begins to wear off and reality sets back in. I look up at Yuuya, his face still calm but his eyes flashing with something else...possibly disappointment. "It's done," I say softly, suddenly self-conscious under his gaze. "You can...you don't have to..."
He studies me for a moment before finally nodding. "Okay," he says, almost reluctantly. "I guess our business here is finished." He turns to leave, heading for the door. Over his shoulder, he adds, "Don't forget our arrangement, Euihyun. You owe me."
je t'aime alors sache que si tu ressent la même chose ou que ta as besoin appel moi* je le regarde un moment ne voulant pas partir et le laisser, je me retourne, cours vers lui ,le sert dans mes bras , l'embrasse et me sépare de lui lentement*
My heart skips a beat as his words echo in my mind, my breath catching in my throat. Part of me wants nothing more than to believe that he loves me, to hold onto this fragile thread of hope and never let go. But then there's the logical side of my brain, reminding me that this is Yuuya we're talking about - a powerful alpha who could have anyone he wanted. I know I should be grateful just for what we've had so far...but it isn't enough.
As he presses himself against me, lips seeking mine once again, every nerve ending comes alive with desire. His touch feels like coming home after being lost at sea; familiar yet foreign all at once. With a shaking hand, I reach up to stroke his cheek before leaning in for another kiss, my lips hungry for more than just affection.
I kiss him back with abandon, my tongue tangling with his as I lose myself in the feeling of being pressed against his strong body. The softness of his skin contrasts sharply with the hard muscles beneath; he feels like heaven and hell wrapped up into one perfect package. When we finally pull apart for air, our chests heaving in unison, I look into his eyes and see something there that I haven't seen before: a vulnerability that leaves my heart aching with desire to protect him...to be his everything.
With a shaky breath, I whisper against his lips, "Will you stay?" My voice sounds smaller than I meant it to, but there's an intensity in those two words that betray the fear churning in my gut. I know this moment is fragile...that we're standing on the edge of something more, and I can't help but want him to take the leap with me.
His eyes flicker for a fraction of a second before meeting mine again, his expression unreadable. "I don't know," he murmurs, running a thumb over my bottom lip. And just like that, hope shatters like glass against stone. But I can't bring myself to let go. Not yet.
je le ferrait si tu devient mon compagnion , je veut pas avoir le coeur brisée , si un jours tu te lasse de moi
I shiver as his words hang in the air between us. It's a warning...a threat that he could easily make good on if things were to change between us. But for now, at least for this moment, I can be whatever it is he needs me to be. And so I nod slowly, a tentative smile spreading across my face as I meet his eyes once more. "Okay," I breathe. "I'll be your companion...your anything you want me to be."
puis-je te donner une marque d'accouplement , je veut aussi porter ta marque pour dire au autre oméga que je suis déja pris
"Of course," I whisper, hardly able to believe how quickly my world has been turned upside down. His touch feels right...his presence comforting...and the thought of him claiming me in such a permanent way fills me with a strange mix of fear and anticipation. As he takes my hand and leads me back upstairs, my heart skips wildly in my chest. I don't know what the future holds for us, but for now, all that matters is this moment...this connection.
I follow him eagerly, my heart racing with anticipation. The thought of being marked by Yuuya like this...of belonging solely to him...it's both thrilling and terrifying in equal measure. As he guides me toward the bedroom, I can't help but wonder if this is real or if it's all just some elaborate dream that I'm desperate for him to make last forever.
When we reach his room, he turns to face me, searching my eyes as if seeking confirmation. I swallow hard and force myself to meet his gaze head-on. "Do it," I whisper, barely loud enough for him to hear. "Please."
His expression softens at my words, the heat in his eyes making my skin tingle with anticipation. Slowly, he cradles my face in his hands and leans forward, brushing his lips against mine before trailing them down my neck and over to my collarbone. "You belong to me now," he murmurs, voice rough with desire as he presses the tip of one claw against my skin. "And I'll never let you go."
I shiver as his words send waves of pleasure coursing through my body, and when he presses the claw against my skin, a jolt of pleasure so intense I feel it in every fiber of my being. "Ye-taejoo," I moan, arching into him as his touch sends shivers down my spine.
"Euihyun," he growls, and then, with one swift movement, he drags the claw across my chest in a searing line of pain and pleasure that leaves behind a mark...my mark...the symbol of our bond. The world tilts on its axis as I feel myself falling deeper into this new reality, knowing that nothing will ever be the same again. "You're mine now," he whispers roughly against my ear, his warm breath sending chills down my spine.
And for the first time in what feels like forever...I know it's true.
A shudder runs through me as he whispers those words, claiming me not just physically but emotionally as well. I close my eyes, basking in the feeling of belonging to him, wondering if this is what love truly is...if this is what it means to find your place in the world. For now, all that matters is that we are together, sharing this moment - however fleeting or permanent it may be. And when he presses his lips against mine once more, my heart soars, certain that whatever happens next, I will always be his Euihyun.
a toi maintenent impose moi ta marque que je puisse etre a toi en retour aussi
I take a shaky breath before reaching up to touch the mark he left on my chest. It stings slightly, reminding me of the raw vulnerability I felt earlier. As I look into Yuuya's eyes, I realize that this isn't about physical pain; it's about surrendering myself completely to him. With trembling hands, I carefully trace the outline of the mark with my fingertip, slowly becoming aware of the power that comes with giving myself over to him like this. When our fingers meet, I interlock them, squeezing tightly as a silent promise: I am yours, and I will always be yours.