Chapter 92
“Han Hyeon-woo.”
“……”
Tae-geon called out to Hyeon-woo as he came out of the pharmacy. However, Hyeon-woo, holding a plastic bag full of suppressants, just passed by without even glancing at Tae-geon.
The sweet scent wafting on the spring breeze made nearby alphas turn their heads, searching for its source. Hyeon-woo’s body, which had even carried a child, strongly asserted its fully bloomed omega existence to its surroundings.
Tae-geon followed closely behind Hyeon-woo, releasing his pheromones with a fierce aura to ward off others. His gaze shifted to the suppressants Hyeon-woo was carrying.
An intense feeling of guilt constricted Tae-geon’s chest.
*
“Argh~ This is so frustrating~!!”
Ju-on kicked off his blanket and got up. Despite trying everything, he simply couldn’t fall asleep. His sleepless nights had continued for over a week. His heart raced erratically, as if he was being chased by something. He had canceled all plans with his friends. It had been a long time since he’d done any composing or played instruments, which he used to love. Nothing held his attention.
He couldn’t understand what he wanted to do himself.
Tae-geon’s words to define his position exactly seemed to have acted like a detonator, bursting something inside him.
‘Don’t you dare covet him while drooling.’
‘He’s my omega.’
Ju-on’s face hardened coldly.
“…I’m sure they’re doing just fine.”
Ignore it, just ignore it. Ju-on’s eyes were dark-circled as he sighed heavily and crawled back under the covers. The image of Hyeon-woo collapsing and having seizures kept coming to mind, tormenting him. Tae-geon had been of no help then. In fact, the more he tried to help Hyeon-woo, the stronger the rejection reaction became.
What if a situation like that happened again…?
While during the day he was restless thinking about Hyeon-woo’s seizures, at night it was the scent emanating from Hyeon-woo that tormented him. He kept remembering the soft skin that wrapped around his fingertips and the pleasant fragrance. The warm sensation encircling his neck and the gesture of rubbing a forehead against his shoulder.
Ju-on tossed and turned under the covers for a long time. The stress had peaked from accumulated insomnia and sexual frustration. His head felt like it was about to burst. The more he tried to forcibly suppress it, the more intensely it boiled. It felt like it would explode uncontrollably soon. Finally, Ju-on sprang up from his bed.
“I’m just going to see his face.”
He had to clean up the rest of his belongings he had left at that house anyway. Ju-on picked up his outer clothes, intending to drop by the house to check on Hyeon-woo under that pretext.
He had no intention whatsoever of rolling around in the mess those two had made. And it wasn’t just any mess. It was extremely terrible. Ju-on suppressed and swallowed his budding feelings towards Hyeon-woo. Mess, mess, mess. A filthy mess.
I’m just going to see if he’s doing well. Checking on someone who’s unwell was a proper human duty, regardless of romantic feelings. And then I’ll come right back and go on that blind date. I’ll meet someone new who doesn’t resemble Han Hyeon-woo at all and start a proper relationship.
It had been a long time of abstinence. It wasn’t unreasonable to have strange feelings towards that Jaesu-taeng after being without a relationship for over a year. It was a feeling he had only recently become aware of anyway. A feeble emotion that could easily scatter in a light breeze or be washed away by shallow rainwater.
He absolutely didn’t want to get involved with Hyeon-woo. Yet, Ju-on couldn’t completely turn his back on him either. Having watched them more closely than anyone, he knew well what Tae-geon had meant to Hyeon-woo. He was also the only one who could fully understand and comfort Hyeon-woo’s pure heart that had been butchered by Tae-geon. This fact kept holding back Ju-on’s ankle as he tried to turn away from Hyeon-woo.
Putting on his coat and leaving the house, Ju-on headed towards the officetel where Hyeon-woo would be. He was dumbfounded by his own contradictory actions, unable to shake off his lingering attachment to Hyeon-woo while claiming he had no intention of getting involved.
“Ha……”
What do I want to do?
Ju-on, who had already arrived at the officetel building, looked up at it blankly and let out a deep sigh. His white breath scattered like smoke in the dark air.
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“Hngh…!”
Hyeon-woo, his pupils half-rolled back, arched his back with a shudder. Spilled suppressants and empty pill bottles rolled chaotically on the bed and floor.
The drugs had no effect at all. Hyeon-woo kept retching at the disgusting stench emanating from his own body. Half-melted pills flowed back up with stomach acid. The terrible sensation he had forgotten about for so long was trying to take over Hyeon-woo again.
Tae-geon roughly restrained Hyeon-woo’s arms as he mercilessly scratched at his nape and chest. At that moment, Hyeon-woo’s head jerked back and his entire body stiffened like a wooden board.
Even in this unconscious state, Tae-geon carefully withdrew his touch at the clear rejection reaction, and only then did Hyeon-woo’s halted breath burst out again. The muscles in Tae-geon’s clenched jaw bulged prominently.
Cold sweat broke out on Tae-geon’s hands as he gripped the metal headboard of the bed. Pressing his body as close to Hyeon-woo as possible without skin contact, Tae-geon fully released his pheromones. His pheromones had been bursting out uncontrollably for a while now, but he made an effort to pour out higher quality pheromones.
Even while rejecting everything else about Tae-geon, Hyeon-woo showed no rejection to his pheromones. No, rather, he greedily absorbed Tae-geon’s pheromones like a dried-up rag soaking up moisture.
The problem was that it ended there. He only absorbed them, but showed no signs of his heat subsiding. For a normal omega, the pheromones he had released so far would have been enough to end the heat cycle, but as always, it didn’t work on Hyeon-woo.
Drip, drip.
Cold sweat running down Tae-geon’s forehead fell onto the sheets.
“Urgh…!”
A suppressed groan burst from deep inside Tae-geon’s throat, where blood vessels stood out prominently. This was the first time he was experiencing a rut together with Hyeon-woo in heat.
He felt like his mind was being torn apart, unable to move a finger despite having Hyeon-woo right in front of him. Every nerve cell in his body surged passionately towards Hyeon-woo before his eyes.
Take that omega right now. He’s your omega.
There’s not a single part of him that isn’t sweet from head to toe.
You know how delicious and ecstatic that body is.
He’s the omega you created.
Violate that omega.
His instincts tempted Tae-geon like a demon.
No.
Tae-geon fought against his instincts with superhuman endurance. His muscles twisted and his vision repeatedly flashed white. It felt like his eyeballs would pop out. As the intraocular pressure increased, the whites of his eyes, where capillaries had burst, turned completely red.
Tae-geon licked his dry lips as he looked down at the naked Hyeon-woo writhing beneath him. Hot heat gathered under Tae-geon’s eyes as he watched every detail of Hyeon-woo’s fair body succumbing to carnal desire.
“…Hnn… ugh!”
Hyeon-woo’s hole, which had been fiercely battling against rising desire, finally betrayed his will and became erect. Clear fluid flowed from the upright tip. Hyeon-woo’s naked body began to turn red, starting from the extremities. Tae-geon’s Adam’s apple bobbed violently like a wild bird as he watched this.
Hyeon-woo, shuddering from the intense sensations, began to scratch at his nape and arms with his nails. Blood splattered everywhere as unhealed wounds reopened. A sweet scent strongly penetrated Tae-geon’s nose, cutting through the pungent smell of blood. It was a lewd and sensual fragrance that had ripened perfectly, its raw edge gone.
Hyeon-woo, staring into space with unfocused eyes, rubbed his buttocks against the bed. The sheets made wet sounds as they friction against his skin.
“Nngh…!”
Hyeon-woo, who had been writhing and arching his back, finally couldn’t hold back and reached out to grab his own dick. As if that wasn’t enough, he frantically began to probe his own hole with his other hand, and lewd squelching sounds leaked from below. An intense sweet scent wafted from Hyeon-woo, making wet noises front and back, strong enough to make one want to shove it in their mouth immediately.
Tae-geon licked his lips and swallowed.
Call my name.
Tae-geon, who had taken out his dick and was masturbating, shouted inwardly towards Hyeon-woo.
You need this.
Say you want it.
Hurry…!
Cold sweat running down Tae-geon’s bare shoulders dripped onto Hyeon-woo’s white upper body.
“…Nng… hnn……”
Hyeon-woo’s hole had already swallowed up to three fingers. His dick and hole, tormented for a long time, were red and raw from friction. Hyeon-woo’s eyes rolled back. Tae-geon’s swollen dick were in the same state. However, neither Tae-geon nor Hyeon-woo could reach climax for what felt like an eternity.
Because Tae-geon needed Hyeon-woo, and Hyeon-woo needed an alpha’s body to end this terrible heat.
Call my name.
Tae-geon pleaded inwardly, but Hyeon-woo’s lips never uttered Tae-geon’s name.
Red blood flowed down Hyeon-woo’s fingers as he mechanically probed his hole. The delicate entrance finally bled from the rough friction like sandpaper. Unable to watch any longer, Tae-geon grabbed Hyeon-woo’s wrist, wrapping the bed sheet around his hand. Even in his unconscious state, Hyeon-woo’s voice clearly rejecting him stuck in Tae-geon’s ears.
