#9
Seeing Tae-geon remain silent with his lips tightly shut as if he truly didn’t know, Hyeon-woo’s alcohol-influenced mind was once again enveloped in hot passion. Even though he knew he was feeling childish jealousy that he wouldn’t normally experience, Hyeon-woo couldn’t hold back the words that were bursting out.
“It’s funny. You spread rumors about me being married, but you…”
Tae-geon’s eyebrow twitched involuntarily at the trailing words, even though he couldn’t fully grasp the content. Hyeon-woo bit his lip hard as if to suppress his anger and continued speaking.
“Turns out you were quite the romantic. How could you take off your clothes for someone?”
“…It was Mr. Jerome.”
“Oh, come on!”
Hyeon-woo’s glare was quite fierce as he reeked of alcohol. Although Tae-geon should have felt upset at being misunderstood, he didn’t dislike Hyeon-woo’s criticism that exuded jealousy from every pore. No, he rather liked it.
He wanted to see more of this simple and honest side of Hyeon-woo that he could never see normally.
That was the problem.
“Would you be okay if I did that to someone else?!”
“Well, if it was an unavoidable situation, what could be done?”
“……”
Hyeon-woo clenched his fist tightly. Watching this reaction, a strange smile seemed to play on Tae-geon’s lips. His relaxed demeanor, as if provoking him, made Hyeon-woo’s blood boil.
The image of the teacher burying her face in Tae-geon’s coat and inhaling his pheromones kept flashing before his eyes, igniting an uncontrollable fire on top of his already unsettled heart.
Not even fully understanding his own feelings, Hyeon-woo trembled and panted, seemingly enjoying his own anxious appearance as if daring him to continue. Unable to hold back anymore, he suddenly shouted.
“It’s unfair!!”
“What is?”
“Come to think of it, you even got engaged to someone else. You wore a white tuxedo with someone else first!”
Tae-geon’s face momentarily flushed with embarrassment at the unexpected direction of jealousy. He looked surprised that Hyeon-woo knew about this.
Without giving him a chance to explain, Hyeon-woo quickly grabbed Tae-geon’s left ring finger and asked with a rather serious face.
“…Don’t tell me you even exchanged rings with that person here?”
“……”
“…Re… ally…?”
“Just during the ceremony, only briefly at that time.”
…He had asked just in case, but…
It was true… It was really true.
Even though it was just political showmanship, someone else’s wedding ring had indeed been placed on this finger before his own!
Hyeon-woo’s eyes, frozen in shock, began to turn red. Tae-geon was flustered and didn’t know what to do. The butler, who had been watching them without leaving his spot, felt the same way.
Biting his lip hard as if trying to hold back tears, Hyeon-woo spoke in a trembling voice.
“…How… How could you do this…?”
“Hyeon-woo, let me explain everything. That engagement was nothing. It was just between families-”
“Enough!! I don’t need any of it…”
A faint voice came from Hyeon-woo, who had lowered his head.
“…I’ll… go get engaged too…”
“…What…?”
“I’ll get engaged to another alpha too-”
“Han Hyeon-woo!! Do you want to see someone go crazy?!”
Tae-geon’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he grabbed Hyeon-woo’s shoulders, enraged. His jaw jutted out to its limit as he gritted his teeth, unable to hide his anger.
Hyeon-woo struggled against Tae-geon’s grip and shouted.
“You can do it but I can’t?! It’s unfair, I’m telling you it’s unfair!”
“Don’t be ridiculous!! This is what you find unfair?!”
Tae-geon shouted and ground his teeth. His eyes flickered like flames, as if they could burn everything about Hyeon-woo.
“…I’d die without you. You’re all I have. But you…?”
“……”
“You’d be fine without me. It doesn’t affect you at all!!”
Tae-geon’s true feelings, which had been suppressed for so long, exploded out.
“Do you think there’s anything more unfair than this?!”
“……”
At those words referring to a one-sided imprint, tears finally fell from Hyeon-woo’s eyes as he looked at Tae-geon with watery eyes.
“…Hic! Me too!! I want to smell it too…!”
He hated Tae-geon for mercilessly poking at an already painful spot.
“I’m curious about what your pheromones smell like too! I want to know! I want to smell them!! But no matter how hard I try, I can’t. What am I supposed to do?!”
Tae-geon’s eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected response.
Hyeon-woo stood on his tiptoes and wrapped his arms around Tae-geon’s neck, pressing his body close. Then he buried his nose in Tae-geon’s nape and desperately inhaled his scent.
After repeating the same action several times, Hyeon-woo’s head dropped weakly.
“…I can’t smell… anything but your skin scent…”
“……”
“The teacher could smell it, right? Your body odor lingering on your clothes, even your pheromone scent, she must have smelled it all without missing anything, right? But what about me? Why can’t I smell it…?”
His voice trembled pitifully as he said this. Tae-geon gently cupped Hyeon-woo’s chin, which had dropped down, and slowly lifted it up.
Tae-geon carefully wiped away the tears that were painfully wetting Hyeon-woo’s cheeks, and then pressed his lips against Hyeon-woo’s plump ones.
The butler’s face, who had been watching them nervously, gradually soured as their kiss continued endlessly.
With an expression as if he was looking at a pair of cockroaches, he turned around and walked into the mansion. Although he shook his head as he retreated, his footsteps were, contrary to his contorted face, very light.
“…Haa, haa.”
When their tightly sealed lips parted, Hyeon-woo let out a heavy breath. Tae-geon wrinkled his nose and grumbled playfully.
“…Smell of alcohol.”
“……”
“Drunk.”
Hyeon-woo pouted his lips primly.
“How am I drunk?”
“You called me ‘honey’.”
“That wasn’t drunk talk?”
“Then will you call me that tomorrow too?”
“…Th… at…”
When Hyeon-woo evaded answering with an awkward face, Tae-geon asked again.
“So it was drunk talk?”
“……”
“I guess it was drunk talk.”
“……”
Hyeon-woo’s cheeks were red as he kept his mouth shut under Tae-geon’s questioning. He felt like he had stupidly fallen completely into Tae-geon’s trap.
Not wanting to lose, Hyeon-woo bit his lip gently and struggled internally before wrapping his arms around Tae-geon’s waist with an “oh, whatever” attitude. Then he lifted his head and rested his chin on Tae-geon’s chest, meeting his gaze steadily.
“It wasn’t drunk talk, honey.”
Hyeon-woo, looking up at him coyly and acting uncharacteristically coquettish, must have been unbearably cute and lovable to Tae-geon, as he hugged Hyeon-woo tightly in his arms, almost crushing him.
Tae-geon, who had been peppering kisses on Hyeon-woo’s tomato-red cheeks, pressed his own thing, which was as ripe as Hyeon-woo’s cheeks, firmly against him.
“…!”
Hyeon-woo’s face turned red up to his ears and even his neck at the hard foreign sensation painfully poking his lower abdomen.
“…Take responsibility.”
“……”
“It’s because of you, no, because of honey.”
*
“Mmm…!”
The sound of wet tongues intertwining was erotic.
There was no leisure to go up to the 3rd floor where Tae-geon’s room was. As soon as they entered Hyeon-woo’s room on the basement floor, the kiss that resumed between the two was hot.
Tae-geon’s hands were skillful as he undressed Hyeon-woo and pushed him onto the bed. Tae-geon, who had mounted Hyeon-woo who was quickly stripped naked, took off his own top. The moonlight that settled on Tae-geon’s sweat-soaked silhouette shone harshly along the contours of his bulging muscles.
Tae-geon, who had been gently stroking Hyeon-woo’s hair, buried his face in the nape of his neck. After deeply inhaling the scent from the pulsating area, Tae-geon asked while tightening his grip on Hyeon-woo’s hand.
“…Do you remember… before?”
“…Huh?”
Hyeon-woo’s eyes, clouded and hazy with heat, turned towards Tae-geon.
“The day you told me not to kiss you.”
Tae-geon toyed with Hyeon-woo’s nipple with his fingertips as Hyeon-woo quietly waited for the next words, seeming to remember.
“Ahh.”
Tae-geon, who had been rolling the plump nipple with the tip of his tongue, placed it between his teeth and gently rubbed it. After repeatedly sucking on the skin that was attached like a suction cup without any gaps, he spat it out, revealing a nipple that was even redder and more swollen than before, glistening with saliva.
“Here.”
When Tae-geon flicked the nipple with his finger, Hyeon-woo’s waist arched at the sharp stimulation to the area that had become even more sensitive from the blood rush. Tae-geon pressed his upper body tightly against Hyeon-woo, pinning him down.
“When I asked if anyone else had sucked you like this besides me, you couldn’t answer, right?”
“……”
“…Where else besides here did you get sucked?”
“……”
Tae-geon buried his face in Hyeon-woo’s neck, who was keeping his mouth shut without responding, and took the soft skin into his mouth.
Slurp, suck.
The skin heavily imbued with Hyeon-woo’s pheromones and body scent quickly turned into red welts wherever Tae-geon tormented it. Tae-geon licked those marks with his rough tongue and asked.
“Did you get sucked like this here too?”
“……”
Tae-geon rubbed the tip of Hyeon-woo’s dick with his fingertips as he remained silent.
“…What about here?”
When he scraped the urethral opening, which had started to get wet with pre-cum, with his nail, Hyeon-woo’s waist trembled. Without waiting for an answer, Tae-geon immediately took Hyeon-woo’s thing into his mouth. It was a movement that seemed somewhat hurried, as if impatient with Hyeon-woo’s lack of response.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
