Was it just his imagination? No, this was certain— Zion was going to knot him.
"Slow down—" Suga gasped, unsure if his voice even carried, but then came the sudden, overwhelming pull of fullness at the base of Zion's cock. With one relentless thrust, Zion sank fully inside him, stretching Suga to the point where he thought his stomach might rupture.
"!!!!!!!"
Suga's consciousness slipped away. For what felt like an eternity, darkness claimed him. When he finally woke up, he barely registered his surroundings, blinking sluggishly as his senses struggled to catch up.
His head moved in painfully slow increments, and gradually, the room came into focus. The thick, heady scent of alpha pheromones still saturated the air. The next sense to return was his hearing— a faint vibration, the muffled ringing of a phone, partially smothered by something that dulled its clarity.
As Suga shifted his hand, he became aware of the weight beneath him, realizing he was sprawled atop a man's body.
