Fucking Rude

"...Fuck."

Under a solemn atmosphere, low curses were scattered.

The voices, barely audible even when one strained their ears within a radius of 1 meter, were tinged with a sense of despair.

The students sitting in the circle were in a state of panic to the point where they couldn't even feel the gaze of the person next to them.

Suddenly, heat rose to my head.

I closed my eyes tightly and opened them again.

Afraid that I might have seen wrong, I slowly lowered my raised eyes.

I didn't see wrong.

I quickly hid the scales that were starting to show under my sleeves.

I had to leave before the scales that were starting to emerge spread to my face.

I rolled my eyes back up.

The professor was giving a lecture using a beam projector.

The voice that used to make me drowsy even after just a minute of listening was now of no interest to me.

The tension that had been chewed up uncomfortably swayed.

I tried to minimize my presence as much as possible and left the classroom.

I could feel the number of scales that were eating away at my body increasing exponentially.

I stretched my sleeves long to cover my wrists.

Why?

It wasn't even the right time for this to happen, so why all of a sudden?

My mind quickly spun around trying to guess the reason.

However, there was not a single clue to guess the reason.

My breathing, which burst out of my mouth, gradually became shorter.

My heart became more anxious.

Realizing that scales were starting to emerge on my neck, I wrapped my hand around it.

I quickly hid in the bathroom.

As my body gradually took on the appearance of the main body, the vibrations of the ground became more sensitive.

I entered the partitioned bathroom and locked the door.

I took off one piece of clothing that clung to my skin.

As I took off my top and pulled down my pants, my movements suddenly stopped.

"Crazy bastard."

This time, it was a curse filled with anger.

His gaze was directed at the mark on the inside of his thigh.

It was the first time I had ever seen it, but I could instinctively sense it.

It was a marking mark.

There was no need to look for the culprit of the marking from afar.

I thought of the leopard that had been my lover just a month ago.

A few days ago, someone suddenly came to see me, and it was really creepy to think that the reason was because of marking.

I wanted to tear apart the leopard cub that was forcibly marked on me from the memory that was cut off that day.

It was a disaster that I followed the words to have a drink together without thinking.

Marking was an act between mates who had a deep relationship that lasted for a hundred years.

When bodily fluids are rubbed into scars by leaving marks on the other person's body, the pheromones mixed in them start to work.

Once the pheromones settle in the body, the estrus will open in a short period of time, and some same-sex couples have used this method to have children.

Of course, marking was also widely used even if it wasn't for pregnancy.

When you repeat marking, you can leave a mark on each other.

But the problem is...

I didn't have any intention of having a child or marking someone.

It was a marking that didn't even involve a single drop of my own will.

So... I was betrayed by my former lover, whom I trusted so much, for no reason.

It has been a few days since the marking, and since the estrus has settled in during that time, it was natural for the heat to come earlier.

Unexpected things happened, and Won had to prepare for the worst-case scenario that might happen in the future.

The moment when he could feel the pheromones from a mate without direct contact was when the heat came like now.

The fortunate thing in the midst of misfortune was that the pheromones of the leopard were dominant due to the marking, which was like marking the territory.

Since there are few beings that can compare to a beast like a leopard, it was rare for me to become a target of another individual.

Even if a mate came to this space, there was a high possibility that they would avoid me.

Won, who had gone far away, put his right hand into his underwear.

He grabbed his already hardened penis.

He had to relieve this boiling desire even a little bit.

He had to get rid of the faint scales that were faintly placed as if his cheeks were splitting in order to leave this place.

His penis, tightly pressed against his palm, began to swell hotly.

Even without much stimulation, his body temperature rose and his eyes narrowed.

"Haa..."

He swallowed the breath that was about to burst into his mouth and stroked his penis once.

Even though he knew it was a familiar stimulation, his spine straightened.

There was a pleasure so great that he could only wet his head unconsciously.

Every time the sharp fingertips gently touched the glans, his vision became dizzy.

He reached out his left hand and grabbed the partition.

He put a little more strength into his grip.

The warmth was palpable.

The waiting precum burst as if to spread evenly over a wider range.

It was when the joints of the circle's fingers bent, scratching the particle board barrier.

Bang!

The tightly closed door panel fell out in one go.

"I said I smelled a disgusting cat somewhere."

Suddenly, as if something had happened, Won stiffened his body while holding his genitals.

His lips, sensing the wind that was momentarily caused, parted slightly.

The door panel, with the lower fixed hinge torn off, made an unpleasant sound as it wobbled.

The view moved fluidly as if riding a roller coaster.

Slipping through the door and sliding to the floor, the gaze that crawled up caught a man with a cold smile.

"It was just a marked reptile."

Won felt a shiver down his spine, not just because of the scales.

He saw the meaning contained in the man's smile.

That gaze was finally the gaze of a predator that had caught its prey.

From the scales that appeared on his upper body to the man's gaze that traced the marking marks, Won's body temperature dropped rapidly.

He lost his words and only his lips quietly curled up.

The reason Won was tense was not only because of the situation he was in.

The overwhelming presence emanated from a tall and sturdy physique that seemed to be about 190cm.

The deeply tanned skin added to that dominance.

There was no sharp corner in the horizontally torn eyes, nose, jawline, and every part.

The man's pupils were like untamed wild animals that could freely rampage without feeling any shame, and they were spinning.

The man was searching with those eyes. They were filled with interest.

He was mischievous enough to openly show ridicule without feeling any shame.

Instinctively, strength flowed through his whole body.

Why is he staring at me so persistently?

In an instant, his narrowed eyes followed the man's gaze.

The man was staring at his lower body.

More precisely, the hand buried in his underwear.

Crazy..

Won realized that fact belatedly and quickly withdrew his hand.

The man's gaze leisurely followed the raised hand.

Their gazes met for a moment.

The man took a step forward.

The distance between the two of them became closer by that one step.

When Won tried to pull his hand back, trembling, the man roughly grabbed Won's wrist.

"Ugh..."

The man firmly fixed his gaze on Won, who was sticking to him disgustingly.

There was never a moment when his gaze wavered, even when he stole the mucus on his hand with his tongue.

He seemed completely insane.

I had never been so bewildered in recent times.

I wanted to lower my eyes.

However, the instinct under my eyelids, which was covered with a veil, dominated my consciousness, preventing me from carrying out that action.

Something's telling me that if I tried to avoid those persistent gaze, I would immediately be caught and eaten.

I couldn't tell if the trembling hands were due to the man's strength or my bewildered mind.

The only thing I could understand at this moment was the command from under the veil to avoid this situation.

"Who are you?"