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Sunghoon was just about to fall back asleep, even despite the fact that he could just barely start to feel his rut begin to simmer, his fingers still idly playing when his nail caught on the edge of the scent patch, pulling it back hardly a centimeter before Sunghoon realized what he had done, blinked back to life and quickly smoothed it back on. But it was too late. Sunoo’s contented and sleepy omega scent had just barely hit his nose before he was abruptly sitting up, covering his face with his hand as he forced himself to hold his breath so he wouldn’t take it in. But still he could feel his rut flare deep in his stomach, responding to Sunoo’s peach blossoms like a siren’s song. He forced himself to inch backwards, breathing only out of his mouth so he wouldn’t lose control, pulling his scent back until he made himself nauseous from the strength it took. “Hyungie?”

Fics like the road to milan

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