Episode 47
“Don’t, I mean, don’t do it…!”
His face turned bright red, and tears glistened beneath his eyes. Si-yul quickly tried to wipe the semen off Hyun-se’s face, but Hyun-se stopped him. He brushed his own wet cheek with one hand while pressing down on Si-yul’s chest with the other. He laid him back on the floor and, with deft hands, grabbed his own shaft and began to stroke.
“I told you to spread your legs.”
Before he knew it, they were closing again. Afraid of being hit, Si-yul squeezed his eyes shut. He wasn’t hit. Instead, his knees were caught, and he was pressed upwards, his calves lifted into the air. Hyun-se kneaded Si-yul’s white, exposed buttocks like clay and pulled him closer. With his thick shaft, he gently moved between Si-yul’s tiny sac and his lower body, which had softened after a round of pleasure.
“Ugh…”
Si-yul’s eyelids drooped halfway, and his pupils blurred. The head that had been pressing against the entrance pushed inside. His slender belly sank in and then bulged out. As he gasped for breath to get used to it, Hyun-se didn’t give him a moment’s respite.
He forced his thick shaft into the narrowing passage all at once. With just the strength of his waist, Si-yul twisted Hyun-se’s wrist and turned his head away. The tears that had pooled in his eyes fell onto the blanket.
“Ugh… Huh, ugh…”
Even after climaxing and his body becoming soft, it was hard to take it all in one go. With the pressure that felt like his belly would burst, Si-yul touched his own stomach. His lower body was also caught. He thought it would be limp, but Hyun-se’s dick, forced into the tight space, stood up straight again.
“Ha…”
At the low sound of breath above him, Si-yul opened his tightly shut eyes. It seemed like Hyun-se was holding back something. A deep line bulged at his temple. The muscles in his jaw were pronounced, and the muscles in his upper body were more taut than usual, with veins running down his arms and wrists like vines.
Hyun-se had been looking down at him the whole time. So, it was inevitable that their eyes met. The grip on Si-yul’s wrist tightened. His lower body nodded in agreement, and more flesh swelled up. He was restless. He wanted to be closer to Hyun-se. He wanted to kiss him. He wanted to wrap around his neck and cling to him.
And above all.
“If you release the pheromones… can’t you, ugh, do it?”
He knew. That it wouldn’t have any effect. But it didn’t matter. He had said he would suppress the rut, so he wanted Hyun-se to release the pheromones to the fullest right now. Even if he did, it wouldn’t mean that fluids would come out of him or that he would be overwhelmed with excitement, but that was okay.
Hyun-se was silent for a moment. He only gripped Si-yul’s side tightly enough to make it ache.
“If you want.”
Their bodies overlapped completely. Hyun-se slowly moved his body as if rowing a boat, fully enveloping Si-yul in his embrace. Even as he pressed down heavily, making it hard to breathe, Si-yul clung tightly to Hyun-se, burying his face in his chest.
He didn’t know if the pheromones were coming out. But it felt like they were pouring down like a heavy rain. Si-yul inhaled the sweet scent of flesh instead of pheromones, like a thirsty person.
Even though it was a scent he couldn’t recognize, Si-yul was soaking deep inside. Gradually, little by little, imperceptibly.
* * *
Woo Hyun-se had been postponing his meeting with In Seo-hee, using the excuse of being busy with work. While he hoped time would bury the issue, Woo Gi-bbeum intervened. Whether out of a sense of mission to push him into a pit or out of petty revenge for the cuckoo’s chick, Woo Gi-bbeum was very enthusiastic about Woo Hyun-se’s marriage.
This gathering was part of that effort. Woo Gi-bbeum had called him out for a meal, and there, sitting across from him, was the person he had only seen in photos.
Woo Hyun-se inwardly clicked his tongue. He felt the urge to storm out immediately. However, he couldn’t avoid it forever. It was something he had to face at some point.
Marriage.
His tie felt constricting. He loosened it, then removed it completely and shoved it carelessly into his pocket. It might not be proper etiquette for a first meeting, but he didn’t care about that. In truth, his mood was as twisted as that of a teenage boy.
He should do it, right?
No, he must do it.
Suppressing the violent urge to hit someone, he put on a friendly mask. His smile looked so kind that no one could guess what lay beneath it. This expression was achieved by appropriately curving the corners of his eyes and slightly lifting his lips.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Woo Hyun-se.”
“Oh? It’s not the first time for me.”
“Have you seen me before?”
“Yes, at the charity party last time. We were too busy to greet each other though.”
The woman smiled softly. She had a pretty face. And she was an omega. The unique combination of her pheromones and perfume suited her well.
In the past, he might have thought it wasn’t bad and given a generous first impression, but now, somehow everything displeased him. Her scent was too strong. His tastes might have changed; rather than such fragrances, he preferred subtle scents like fabric softener or the modest scent of wisteria he had once smelled. For instance, the natural scent emanating from Kwon Si-yul’s nape when he was flushed with fever.
Just this morning, he had buried his nose in that exposed nape, inhaling deeply as if drawing in cigarette smoke. He had wrapped his legs and arms tightly around the whimpering Kwon Si-yul. Despite not having pheromones, his body scent was always sweet. Even his sweat smelled more tangy than sour, whetting his appetite. Maybe that’s why he kept licking, sucking, and biting.
It wasn’t his fault. It was the fault of Kwon Si-yul for having such an unnecessarily sweet scent.
“Is that so? I must have forgotten that day.”
Or perhaps he thought it wasn’t worth remembering.
“It doesn’t matter since we’re meeting like this now.”
In Seo-hee seemed to have known that she would be connected with him in some way. Was a long conversation necessary? Woo Hyun-se found this meeting extremely bothersome. Perhaps it would be better to work at the office. Or to go home early and kidnap Kwon Si-yul from the bar and take him home.
After hearing In Seo-hee’s name from Woo Tae-joo, Woo Hyun-se had done his own research. She was the second daughter of Yuyoung Industries and a lawyer at Yusong Law Firm. Her titles were impressive. However, the patriarch of his family was more interested in In Seo-hee’s maternal side. Her maternal grandmother was a five-term assemblyman from the same party, and it was widely known in their circles that she doted on In Seo-hee more than her other grandchildren.
Still unable to let go of his ambitions.
He hid his bitter sneer behind his teacup.
“I’m In Seo-hee. You probably already know.”
“I’ve heard your name. Tae-joo told me first.”
The conversation paused briefly as the food arrived. In Seo-hee barely touched her food. Neither did Woo Hyun-se.
“They said next year would be good for the wedding.”
In Seo-hee continued calmly. There was no input from the parties involved. They were like livestock to be sold when the time came. Maybe In Seo-hee felt the same way. Anyway, the wedding planner would take care of everything from start to finish, so there was nothing for him to be involved in.
“I’d like to skip the engagement ceremony. I’ll tell the elders that too.”
“Okay.”
“I’m thinking of having a child right after the marriage. Given our age and all.”
She revealed her plans without hesitation. It seemed that even if someone other than Woo Hyun-se were sitting beside her, In Seo-hee’s future would be just as certain. Woo Hyun-se looked at her as if watching news about incidents involving people completely unrelated to him. There wasn’t even a trace of interest in his eyes. When their gazes met, he just smiled as if he was listening.
“What about you, Hyun-se?”
“I don’t have any specific plans. I’ll try to accommodate your wishes as much as possible, In Seo-hee.”
Objectively, In Seo-hee wasn’t a bad choice for a wife. She had status, background, personality, looks, and the omega trait. If he chose In Seo-hee, he wouldn’t have to repeat this meaningless struggle dozens of times.
“May I ask one thing?”
“Yes.”
“Why me specifically? You surely know that I’m not Assemblyman Woo’s biological child. I might not be adequate as your spouse. Does Assemblyman Kim find me suitable?”
“It’s because you’re a dominant alpha, Hyun-se.”
“…”
“And I’m a dominant omega.”
Fucking hell. If this wasn’t animal mating, what was it? The corners of his mouth, which he had been maintaining well, twitched and stiffened. It didn’t show outwardly. He was well-practiced in hiding his true feelings.
“Before the marriage, there’s one thing I’d like to ask of you, Hyun-se.”
“What is it?”
“Let’s not be old-fashioned with each other. You know, constraining each other and such.”
“Constraining, you say.”
“I mean there’s no need to cut ties with others. I won’t either.”
That was welcome news. Even if she hadn’t suggested it, he would have brought it up first.
“Is your lover okay with that?”
In Seo-hee just took a sip of her tea. It was a silent affirmation. To continue a relationship even when the other person was getting married and planning for children, that devotion was truly remarkable.
“Doesn’t your lover have any demands? In exchange for your marriage?”
“Please refrain from showing interest in my personal life as well.”
That was exactly what he wanted. Woo Hyun-se raised both hands in a gesture of backing off. That was the end of the conversation. There was hardly any sound of cutlery clinking. For people meeting with the purpose of marriage, it was an unusually dry mealtime.
