Despite Yeonwoo’s rigorous management of his pheromones through his father’s training, there were still Alphas who approached him as if drawn to something or confessed to him. Each time, Yeonwoo refused. Initially, he didn’t develop feelings for them, and furthermore, he didn’t think he would ever come to like an Alpha. That had certainly been the case, but…
Yeonwoo looked at Ho Munbeom, who was sleeping with his head tilted toward him, closed his eyes, and opened them again. Seeing him still there, he swallowed.
Momentarily confused about where he was, Yeonwoo tried to change position but swallowed a moan. Even with the slightest movement, his lower back felt heavy and raw. Somehow his back, arms, and entire body seemed to ache, so Yeonwoo bit his lip and only moved his head.
The heavy pheromone seeping into his nostrils reminded him of memories he had momentarily forgotten.
Yes, that’s right. He had sex with Ho Munbeom again.
What he thought would be a one-time event had repeated. And he remembered Ho Munbeom’s proposal to act as his lover.
“…”
Releasing his lip that he had been biting all along, Yeonwoo sighed softly.
When he heard those words, he had nodded in a daze, but now he felt he should reconsider. Lee Jonghoon might find out.
…But we barely even communicate normally, would he find out?
For some reason, Yeonwoo felt he could meet Ho Munbeom without being discovered. Basically, Lee Jonghoon had no interest in him unless he was using him for something he needed.
Turning to face Ho Munbeom, Yeonwoo raised his hand and touched his high nose bridge. Carefully, as if barely making contact, he tapped it and immediately clenched his hand. After carefully checking if he would wake up, he gently pressed Ho Munbeom’s nostril and released it.
Every time he saw Ho Munbeom, Yeonwoo thought how high his nose bridge was. It was an impression hard to forget once seen, and he suspected that high bridge played a major role in creating that image.
He had always wanted to touch it when he saw it, and now he was touching it this way.
The first time is difficult, but once started, the next is easier. As his hesitant fingertips reached for the nose bridge, Ho Munbeom’s eyes, which had been closed all along, opened.
“…”
As if he hadn’t been asleep at all, those eyes, without a trace of drowsiness, stared at Yeonwoo, who curled his fingers into a fist.
As Yeonwoo failed to find words and moved his lips, Ho Munbeom, who had been staring at him, stretched his arms upward as if stretching widely. As the sheet slid down revealing his firm chest, Yeonwoo quickly withdrew his hand and turned his body while fidgeting.
Yeonwoo moved to the edge of the bed with his uncomfortable body. He was almost there, just needing to lower his legs, when a hand from behind wrapped around his waist and pulled him back. The distance closed instantly, making his difficult movement meaningless.
Ho Munbeom’s firm chest touched his back. Yeonwoo’s cheeks flushed at the heavy dick touching his buttocks as if it belonged there. Hunching his shoulders, Yeonwoo reached forward slightly.
“…I’ll shower first.”
His voice was terrible.
Closing his mouth, Yeonwoo tried to move to the edge of the bed again, but Ho Munbeom held his waist firmly while using his other arm to wrap across his chest and grip his shoulder. Completely enclosing Yeonwoo in his embrace, he pressed his lips to the exposed thin shoulder.
The skin, bitten and sucked until dawn, was covered in marks. Yeonwoo seemed to have grown accustomed to this, not startled even when Ho Munbeom’s lips touched near his neck. He just waited breathlessly, not knowing what to do.
At Yeonwoo’s quiet breathing mixing in the air, Ho Munbeom pressed his dick between Yeonwoo’s buttocks. As he moved his hips, rubbing against him, the Omega’s entrance responded to the Alpha’s dick, twitching and secreting fluid. Though it was a natural reaction, Yeonwoo, unaccustomed to it, froze.
Ho Munbeom cupped Yeonwoo’s small chin. As he tried to turn his face toward him to check, Yeonwoo avoided looking at him, desperately averting his gaze. And Ho Munbeom persistently pursued Yeonwoo’s face and eyes.
“…”
It seemed touching his nose with those kitten paw-like hands was only possible when he was asleep. Was it difficult to comfortably accept this act after just a couple of sexual encounters? If so, how many times would they need to have sex before Yeonwoo would nestle into his arms first?
Would he then spread his legs first, release his pheromones, and eagerly swallow his dick to the base? Would he then look straight into his eyes instead of avoiding them and freely demand what he needed or wanted?
“Yeonwoo.”
Ho Munbeom, calling his name softly, played with Yeonwoo’s small chin.
Whether because he was an Omega or just Yeonwoo’s characteristic, it was very soft and supple. So much so that he worried a little pressure might damage it.
Still, seeing how he withstood sex with him, Ho Munbeom thought he might be sturdier than he looked. Just then, Yeonwoo’s eyes, which had been looking elsewhere, turned toward Ho Munbeom. Awkwardly averting his gaze, Yeonwoo answered with a small “yes.”
Finding that hoarse voice cute, Ho Munbeom whispered with his lips pressed against Yeonwoo’s cheek:
“Can we do it one more time?”
“…”
“As you can see, my dick won’t go down.”
I think your pheromones match well with mine.
He considered saying that, but just then, those dark eyes that had avoided Ho Munbeom looked up. Seeing those eyes directly gazing at him, he tapped Yeonwoo’s lips with the fingertips holding his chin. As the lips parted, the red tongue inside became visible.
Lowering his head, Ho Munbeom pressed his lips against Yeonwoo’s and pushed his dick into the familiar entrance.
“…!”
Rough breaths escaped between their connected lips as Yeonwoo’s chest heaved dramatically. Nevertheless, Ho Munbeom, who had pushed his dick in deep enough to touch the pelvic bone, narrowed his eyes at the contour felt on Yeonwoo’s thin abdomen that he held.
The inner walls that had contained him all night seemed swollen. They gripped his dick tightly, but it was still satisfying. Feeling strangely excited, Ho Munbeom sucked on Yeonwoo’s small lips and tongue as if to devour them.
Kang Suwon was Ho Munbeom’s secretary.
Previously, he was in Team 2, dedicated to Ho Jaejung, the head of the Ho Group, but he transferred to accommodate the suddenly returned heir.
Naturally, he became the one closest to Ho Munbeom and saw him most frequently. When Ho Munbeom wasn’t at the company, calls inevitably came to him.
“The Executive Director is temporarily away attending to personal matters. He will return in the afternoon. So…”
Before Secretary Kang could finish, Ho Jaejung exploded.
[Even for personal matters, does it make sense not to stop by the company? Secretary Kang, is Beom that kind of person?! Huh?]
Of course it doesn’t make sense.
Ho Munbeom was a workaholic. Because of this, no matter what schedule he had, he always visited the company without fail. Weekends were no different. So for him to be absent from the company on Saturday morning was naturally suspicious to Chairman Ho Jaejung.
[I heard he left work without overtime yesterday. His subsequent schedule couldn’t be confirmed. Does it make sense that I, of all people, don’t know where Beom is and what he’s doing-?]
There doesn’t seem to be any need to report the Executive Director’s schedule to the Chairman.
Holding back what he wanted to say, Secretary Kang pressed his thumb against his eyelid.
[Perhaps, is he meeting with that rumored Omega? Is he seeing them secretly because I’ve been nagging him? Secretary Kang, I’m really dying of curiosity. Be honest with me, as if you’re saving a life.]
Being honest here would cost him his job.
The “rumored Omega” was just a misunderstanding by the Chairman. It was just a coincidence that they were at the same hotel on the same day, yet one side made a big deal out of something the other didn’t even notice.
What was Yewon Construction thinking, trying to fan the flames of a non-existent romance? Did they believe false rumors would become truth if people started talking? That would lead to big trouble. Wondering if they would handle the aftermath properly, Secretary Kang quickly said:
“Chairman, I’m very sorry, but I cannot tell you anything regarding the Executive Director. He said he would come to the office in the afternoon, so please ask him directly then. I’ll hang up now.”
Though he cut it off firmly, he really felt like pleading, “Please go easy on me.” If he were still in Secretary Team 2, he would have somehow found out what the Chairman wanted to know, but now he was Ho Munbeom’s secretary. With a different boss, he couldn’t follow the orders of his former one.
Seemingly displeased, Ho Jaejung’s voice began to rise, but Secretary Kang ended the call. Immediately, a message came from his superior.
[Moving now.]
After checking the concise message and the time.
12:45. According to the schedule, he should have departed the previous day, or at the latest by dawn.
A person who always slept at his own home regardless of overtime had stayed out overnight today. And with that Lee Yeonwoo.
“…I have no idea what’s happening.”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
