#42
Taemin’s blatant self-reference struck Idam to the core. Simultaneously, images flashed through his mind: Han Jiwoo’s bloody end and Heo Jitae’s decapitated corpse. Above all, the moment when Taemin threatened him with a real sword during their sexual encounter was recalled most fearfully. He needed to respond carefully, without offending Taemin.
But then…
“Ah… No… Hiccup.”
He just wanted to say no, but a damn hiccup escaped.
“Hiccup, hiccup.”
It wasn’t just once, but repeatedly. It was maddening. He tried to stifle the hiccups by covering his mouth with both hands.
Meanwhile, Taemin pulled back the curtain and approached Idam. His blue eyes were filled with Idam, as if enchanted.
This fairy’s pheromones seemed to bloom more intensely with each hiccup. It was as if multicolored flowers were blooming around him. His face, red as a ripe apple, looked incredibly delicious.
Feeling a heavy heat between his legs, Taemin sat in front of Idam. He immediately cradled the back of Idam’s head and kissed him. Unlike before, he closed his eyes first and began to suck sweetly.
“Mmm…”
Idam’s hiccuping turned into soft moans under Taemin’s kiss. His eyelids gently closed.
Gradually, Taemin’s hands moved from the back of Idam’s head to his waist, pulling him closer. As a result, Idam’s body was fully embraced in Taemin’s arms. Taemin parted Idam’s small lips and deeply inserted his tongue. The two tongues intertwined stickily. A wave-like sweetness permeated every corner of their mouths.
Although he was currently giving an affectionate kiss, Taemin was annoyed. It was because Idam was trying to push him away.
He usually didn’t care much if someone disliked or rejected him. He thought that his priorities came first, regardless of how others viewed him, and that reaching rational results was all that mattered.
But Idam was different.
His constant avoidance and attempts to escape strangely irritated Taemin. Moreover, all the omegas he had met before had wanted Taemin’s attention, so this type was a first for him. He wanted to close the distance with Idam.
So after bringing Idam to this mansion, he made efforts to make him not want to leave.
Throughout the week-long contract period, he wore the mask of an angel, but he was constantly looking for opportunities to violate Idam. His thirst for Idam’s pheromones also surged. So every night, he would enter Idam’s bedroom and suck on his body. He feared that if he acted on his instincts recklessly, he might push Idam away. He also checked Idam’s phone daily, anxious that he might be communicating with someone else.
He gradually noticed changes in Idam’s body. He was sleeping more deeply, his pheromones intensified, his body temperature rose, and his breathing became rapid. He realized these were early symptoms of a heat cycle.
Using this as an excuse, he saw an opportunity to mate with Idam. But not yet. He wanted to wait until these symptoms peaked and Idam was in agony, then appear as a savior to possess him. He wanted Idam to seek him out on his own, rather than avoiding him.
As time passed, on the final day, Taemin entered Idam’s bedroom after work. Idam was sound asleep. Unlike usual, his body was emitting even more intense pheromones, and his temperature was considerably high. The heat cycle had finally bloomed fully. Taemin was about to pluck this flower.
However, feeling grimy from meeting many people all day, he wanted to shower first. As he was about to head to his own bedroom to shower, Idam’s phone on the nightstand rang. As he picked it up to check, it turned off. The battery seemed to have died. Feeling unnecessarily urgent, he took the phone to his room to charge it with his charger while checking it. During this, the phone turned back on. It had enough charge.
It seemed there had been a temporary issue with the phone. Taemin decided to bring the phone back to Idam’s room after finishing his business and entered his own bedroom.
But Heo Jitae was there.
‘You bastard…’
Moreover, Taemin’s real sword was in his hand. However, due to his confinement without even water, he was weak and his hands were trembling. Taemin was really annoyed by this bug’s intrusion at such a timing.
‘Were you the one who confined me?’
A week ago, on the day Idam repaid Heo Jitae the principal, Taemin had ordered Secretary Kang to capture and confine Heo Jitae. Secretary Kang had surrounded Heo Jitae within 20 minutes of Taemin’s order and imprisoned him in the basement of Taemin’s mansion. He kept him nearby in case he might be needed when dealing with Idam. But Heo Jitae was acting out without knowing his place.
‘You’re the man who was with Yeo Idam then, right? What kind of relationship do you have?’
Heo Jitae bombarded him with questions, his face filled with fear. Taemin answered in a languid voice.
‘Husband.’
‘What?’
Heo Jitae was stunned by Taemin’s unexpected answer. In that moment, Taemin kicked Heo Jitae in the abdomen, knocking him down, and seized the sword. Heo Jitae then began to beg for his life and make a fuss. But Taemin’s mood was already thoroughly soured, and he slashed Heo Jitae’s body and severed his head. Secretary Kang, hearing the commotion, hurriedly entered the bedroom.
‘Clean this up.’
Taemin ordered and sat on the sofa. As he was catching his breath, a sweet scent pricked his nose.
‘Hiccup!’
Idam had witnessed this scene. He was incredibly shocked. However, in the end, Taemin succeeded in capturing Idam, suppressing his heat cycle, and even extending their contract.
Moreover, after tasting Idam, he became even more greedy. But Taemin knew his own tendencies well. He easily got bored of things and was quick to discard them. Although Idam was interesting and delicious now, he expected it wouldn’t last long.
Since things had come to this, he decided to enjoy playing house until he lost interest in Idam.
For now, his task was to break down the wall that Idam kept trying to push him away with.
Taemin finished the kiss while wearing his mask of kindness. A transparent line formed between their parted lips before dissolving.
“Are you still hiccuping?”
Taemin stroked Idam’s hair. The texture was so soft, he wondered if anything softer existed in the world.
“No…”
His swollen lips moved cutely. Taemin found himself smiling unconsciously.
“That’s good. But you hiccup too often. I should call you Hiccup from now on.”
“I’m Idam.”
Idam quickly insisted on his own name. First ‘baby,’ and now ‘Hiccup’ – anyone who heard would laugh at calling a grown adult such names. So he spoke up with some courage.
But Taemin’s expression gradually disappeared and turned cold. He looked sharp.
Gulp.
Idam’s heart sank. It seemed Taemin was displeased by his words. Sweat began to form on his palms.
What if he brings out the hammer again? Moreover, one wall of this bedroom was decorated with several sharp real swords. Sensing the danger of being killed, Idam’s fear exploded. So he spoke subserviently.
“No, it’s okay if you call me Hiccup…”
Taemin’s eyebrow twitched.
In fact, he didn’t care whether he called the omega in front of him Idam or Hiccup. He just found it somehow cute that Idam asked to be called Idam, and was staring at him as if mesmerized. Why was he so tense? Had his expression hardened?
Since childhood, Taemin often received questions from his father asking if something was wrong when he was lost in thought. He tried to correct it every time. But occasionally, he couldn’t control his expressions. Thinking he should be more careful in front of Idam from now on, he smiled gently.
“No, I’ll just call you Idam.”
“Ah… Okay…”
Why did he suddenly become so kind? The feeling of a made-up facade made Idam even more afraid, suspecting some ulterior motive. Idam hunched his shoulders tightly.
“Idam, are you afraid of me?”
Taemin asked as if reading Idam’s thoughts.
“No, not at all.”
There are times in life when you have to say no even to the truth. Idam thought this was one of those moments. Taemin stared at Idam for a while before speaking again.
“Alright. How’s your fever? Do you still feel the effects of the heat cycle?”
Taemin placed his hand on Idam’s forehead.
“No, I’m fine.”
He was actually fine, but even if he wasn’t, he had to endure. If he said he was unwell, Taemin might pounce on him.
“That’s good then. If you feel even slightly off, tell me. Understood?”
“Yes…”
“It’s dinner time now. Let’s go eat.”
Taemin pulled back the blanket covering Idam. Red marks he had made bloomed like flowers on Idam’s fair skin. Suddenly, he wanted to smell him.
Taemin embraced Idam with both arms. As a result, Idam’s face was pressed against Taemin’s shoulder, and Taemin’s nose and lips were against Idam’s nape. A sweet scent was blooming abundantly. He buried his nose there, almost touching. Although he had been smelling it for two days straight, the more he did, the more irresistible it became. He wanted to bind Idam to him for life. Excited, Taemin impulsively bit Idam’s nape.
“Ah!”
Stimulated by this, Idam let out a moan and grabbed Taemin’s back. This stimulation caused an even stronger scent to emanate from Idam’s body.
“Haa, such a good scent…”
Taemin’s admiration made Idam even more embarrassed. He had known that Taemin found his pheromones favorable since the moment he discovered Heo Jitae’s corpse, but the more he faced Taemin’s reactions, the more curious he became. Why was it like this?
“Why do you like my pheromones so much, CEO?”
As his curiosity grew, the question slipped out before he could stop himself.
“Does that need a reason? I like it because I like it.”
“Ah…”
For some reason, Idam felt his heart flutter. Taemin’s pheromones also tasted sweet to him. Combined with the sensation of Taemin’s teeth gently biting, it felt like his heart was on fire. As Idam’s eyes began to cloud over, Taemin’s lips pulled away.
“Ah…”
Idam felt an inexplicable disappointment. Immediately, Taemin lifted Idam into his arms.
“Ow.”
Idam groaned at the same time. Moving caused considerable pain in his waist. The inside of his buttocks was also swollen and stinging.
“I applied ointment inside, but you still look like you’re in a lot of pain. You can’t walk on your own, can you?”
“No, I… I can walk.”
Honestly, he didn’t think he could, but feeling uncomfortable being so close to Taemin, Idam lied awkwardly. Of course, Taemin didn’t fall for it. Moreover, he needed to stay this close to feel Idam’s pheromones more intensely, so he had to maintain the contact.
“Just lean on me.”
Whispering affectionately, he then carried Idam off the bed. Feeling conflicted, Idam found himself resting his head against Taemin’s chest. Strangely, it seemed like Taemin’s heart was beating rapidly.