#94
“Hah.”
Taemin sat back on the sofa, touching his forehead as he tried to recall his memories. Of course, nothing came to mind as if he had become a fool, and he only felt more troubled. He looked at the bed, trying to find even a small clue to his memories. The sheets were still unmade, covered in various bodily fluids. Among them, the veil that Idam had been wearing caught his eye.
Taemin approached the bed, picked up the veil, and brought it to his nose to inhale. The scent of Idam’s body odor and pheromones mingled sweetly, piercing his lungs. It was intoxicating, like entering a garden of flowers. His genitals began to feel heavy again, and his awakening sexual desire was about to open its eyes.
Knock knock.
There was a knocking sound.
“Mr. CEO. A guest has arrived.”
At the employee’s voice, Taemin’s brow instantly furrowed. It was even more so because he hadn’t scheduled any meetings.
“Who’s here?”
“Mr. Im Hoyoung has arrived.”
“What?”
Taemin was taken aback by the unexpected visitor. He carefully folded the veil he was holding and placed it on the bedside table before opening the door.
“Hey there, Ji Taemin.”
The employee with a puzzled expression was visible, and beside him, Im Hoyoung was smiling. Taemin was about to quickly step out of the bedroom when Im Hoyoung swiftly entered and scanned the room.
“Where’s that omega? Is he alive?”
“He’s fine.”
“Are you sure he’s really okay? Your rut cycle is seriously messed up.”
“Let’s move to another place first.”
It was already awkward with the current cold war with Idam, and Im Hoyoung’s agitation made it even more uncomfortable. Taemin pushed Im Hoyoung out of the bedroom. Then he gave orders to the employee.
“Please tidy up the bedroom now. But leave the veil as it is.”
“Yes, understood.”
“And just in case, please have security guards watch the room entrance and windows.”
He said this in case Idam might try to escape.
* * *
Taemin and Im Hoyoung moved to the reception room in the villa.
“Wow! Iced Americano is indeed the best!”
Im Hoyoung exclaimed after taking a sip of the Americano filled with ice cubes. However, the cup Taemin was holding contained a contrasting hot Americano.
“Ji Taemin, how can you drink something hot in this heat?”
“Yeah.”
“You’re crazy. By the way, it’s really hot coming to Jihwado after so long.”
He fanned himself erratically. Taemin found this Im Hoyoung irritating.
“The air conditioning is on now.”
“I know, but it’s not this hot in Korea yet. Suddenly feeling the heat, my body can’t adjust.”
“How did you get here?”
“How else? I came by plane with Secretary Kang.”
Who doesn’t know you came by plane? Taemin felt annoyed by Im Hoyoung’s answer. He wanted to throw an uppercut but barely held back.
“Where did Secretary Kang go?”
“He suddenly received a phone call and went somewhere.”
“Really? Why did you come all the way here?”
“I heard you talking nonsense in real-time because of your rut cycle. How could I just sit still?”
“What? What did I say?”
Taemin asked again, trying to accurately understand what he had done when he lost his mind.
“What was it? You were saying some crazy stuff about needing to impregnate a fairy so he couldn’t run away?”
“Is there anything else?”
“The call suddenly cut off, so I couldn’t hear more.”
Taemin could only think that he must have done terrible things to Idam. Once again, the wounds on Idam’s body and his sorrowful eyes flashed in his mind.
“Are you experiencing aftereffects?”
Taemin nodded at Im Hoyoung’s question.
“Yeah. My memory’s gone.”
“As expected…”
Taemin grabbed his head and looked at Im Hoyoung desperately.
“How can I get my memories back?”
“You’ve been through this a few times, but it’s not something you can fix by taking drugs or doing anything special. Time is the answer. It took about a month to recover before, so it’ll probably be the same this time.”
“That long?”
“It could be shorter depending on the situation.”
Im Hoyoung adjusted his glasses and continued speaking.
“Or didn’t you install CCTV or bugs in the bedroom? You could just watch that.”
“No. I didn’t feel the need for it.”
This was because he had always been with Idam since coming to the island. Also, he wasn’t interested in recording or bugging. Even if he did record, he couldn’t capture Idam’s sweet scent.
“It feels weird seeing you act like a normal person. By the way, is your rut cycle over? It usually lasts at least a week.”
“Maybe because I’ve passed the critical point? It’s calm now.”
“It might come back again.”
“I know.”
Taemin’s rut usually had a brief ceasefire after the initial symptoms ended, and then it would start again. Im Hoyoung finished fanning himself and took out a white box from the leather backpack he had brought.
“These are the suppressants I mentioned on the phone. Use these for the rest of your rut cycle. That omega can’t handle you anymore.”
“Can I take these without a prescription?”
“Yeah. It’s fine.”
“Will these work for me?”
“They’re for extreme alpha use, so they should be very effective. Just try them and see.”
“Alright.”
Although he had stopped taking suppressants after becoming an adult because they were ineffective, it seemed necessary to take them this time. He felt sorry to keep dealing with Idam in bed. But he couldn’t bring in another alpha either.
“If you’re experiencing aftereffects to this degree, I’m worried about that omega too. I should check on him.”
“Now?”
“Yeah. If he endured your rut with that small body, he’s probably not in a normal state right now.”
Taemin couldn’t say more because he had the same thought.
* * *
Arriving back at the bedroom with Im Hoyoung, Taemin faced the security guard standing like a statue.
“Was everything okay?”
“Yes.”
“I see.”
Taemin felt relieved at the guard’s answer and carefully looked at the door. Usually, he would just open and enter, but today he felt very cautious. After taking a deep breath, he knocked.
“Isn’t this your room? Why are you knocking?”
Im Hoyoung tilted his head, as if seeing an unfamiliar side of Taemin.
“You’re acting strange?”
Ignoring his reaction, Taemin barely managed to enter. His gaze went to the dressing room. The door was open, but Idam wasn’t visible.
His heart sank. He wondered if he had run away somewhere. But this worry was short-lived as he saw Idam lying on the bed. He was sleeping on the tidied sheets, breathing softly.
His fair face was glowing, probably because he had just showered. It was irritating that he had to share this beautiful sight with Im Hoyoung now.
“He’s sleeping.”
Im Hoyoung looked troubled and adjusted his glasses.
“Can you examine him in this state?”
“It’s probably difficult. Let me know when he wakes up.”
“Okay.”
“Still, seeing his face, it doesn’t seem like anything too serious happened. That’s a relief.”
Relieved, Im Hoyoung left the bedroom. Left alone, Taemin sat on the edge of the bed.
He gently touched Idam’s hair. It was slightly damp with sweat, but even this felt soft to the touch. Perhaps because he was sleeping, he seemed more docile than usual. He stroked his round forehead, traced his delicate nose, and touched his lips that he had often explored. They were swollen, probably from kissing all night, but still very pretty. Then Taemin’s finger slipped into Idam’s mouth.
“Mmm… slurp.”
Idam let out a wet moan and began to suck on that finger. It was a diligent mouth movement, as if tasting candy. Taemin’s finger joints gradually went deeper into Idam’s mouth. His tender and soft tongue also wrapped around his finger. The sensation felt like a vagina.
“You’re really amazing here too.”
“Slurp, slu…”
Idam, who had been sucking Taemin’s finger, seemed to want to say something as he moved his lips and made sounds.
“Uu… ah.”
“Hm?”
Unable to understand clearly, Taemin pulled out his finger.
“Taemin…”
Idam’s submissive voice tickled Taemin’s ears like a feather.
“I like you…. I… I like you.”
Idam’s confession, leaking out once more, stimulated Taemin’s ears. It made his heart grow increasingly hot.
Why does this whisper feel so good? He felt an intense heat.
“I want… to have a baby…”
Taemin was strongly stimulated by Idam’s subsequent statement.
Baby, pregnancy.
Taemin’s blue eyes shook, seeking the door of realization. He hurriedly pulled back the blanket covering Idam.
He was wearing pajamas, but the buttons weren’t fully fastened, revealing his fair stomach. Taemin gently caressed that belly. It was hot. It even felt like something was boiling inside.
Even before his rut cycle began, Taemin had a purpose he harbored towards Idam. Judging by the situation, he had likely carried it out and succeeded. The problem was that he had no idea what attitude he had shown.
If he could reenact that situation when he experienced the rut cycle exactly the same way, would it come back to him? A lustful light appeared in Taemin’s eyes. He got on top of Idam. He immediately started showering him with kisses. Idam, as if he had been waiting, first sucked on Taemin’s lower lip and then accepted him. Their lips were completely pressed together, and their tongues intertwined.
“Mmm… slurp… mmm…”
Idam slowly raised his arms, wrapped them around Taemin’s neck, and continued the kiss in earnest. And just as Taemin was about to put his hand into Idam’s pants and probe between his buttocks…
Zing, zing.
An unpleasant vibration sound irritated his nerves. He tried to ignore it, but it kept ringing, annoying him. Taemin briefly removed his lips from Idam’s and checked it. Idam’s phone was rolling around next to the pillow. He must have been using his phone until just before falling asleep. Taemin picked it up and looked at it.
It was a message from Jang Hayun. Taemin glared at the message and started typing a reply.
After sending the message, he exited Hayun’s chat, blocked the number, and deleted it. It was something he did out of a desire for Idam not to communicate with anyone other than him. And just as he was about to continue the kiss they were having, Idam gently woke up.
“What are you doing right now?”
