#78
As the movie was nearing its end, Eunhong fell asleep. Jaeha carefully removed the popcorn bucket Eunhong was hugging and placed it on the bedside table. As the credits rolled and the screen darkened, the room suddenly became dim.
He gently supported Eunhong’s head and placed a pillow underneath. He removed his glasses, folded them, and lowered the lighting further. Eunhong mumbled and snuggled towards the warmth. He lightly embraced his delicate body and brought his nose close to his ear. A warm, baby-like scent wafted up. As he continued to sniff, Eunhong raised his fine hairs, seemingly ticklish.
A strong urge to bite his ear painfully arose. Jaeha gnashed his molars like a teething animal, then settled for gazing at him intently instead.
He playfully traced Eunhong’s earlobe with his finger, causing Eunhong to stir. His rounded cheeks, now slightly flushed, were adorable.
‘Once the manifestation is complete and you meet an omega with matching pheromones and go through a few ruts, the physical discomfort will gradually disappear.’
‘Rut….’
‘In that process, the tempered body completes the alpha. In fact, unlike omegas, alphas don’t suffer any disadvantages from imprinting. You just need to be careful not to get entangled with omegas unnecessarily. As for imprinting….’
‘Don’t worry. I won’t have any reason to imprint with an omega.’
The yellow light created shimmering patterns on Eunhong’s eyelashes and cast long shadows. As the movie finally ended and silence fell, the cicadas outside the window suddenly made their presence known loudly.
“…I don’t need an omega. Eunhong.”
Eunhong used to say that when he tightly pressed his lips together, his somewhat stubborn eyes and expression became uncontrollable. Jaeha consciously curled up the corners of his mouth.
He pressed that curved line against Eunhong’s forehead.
***
The feeling of that round forehead remained the same even after more than ten years had passed. Jaeha, who had been carefully pressing his lips against it so as not to wake the sleeping person, buried his nose in Eunhong’s temple to smell his scent. As he rolled over and exhaled, he wrinkled his nose at the sweet fragrance in his breath.
He lightly bit and nibbled on the white shoulder exposed outside the blanket. The soft, chewy skin quickly showed marks. How hard he had tried not to leave marks on this white skin last night. Jaeha’s brow furrowed dangerously as he recalled the memory.
Eunhong, who had cried with his whole body turning red, was like a drug in himself. The pheromones that had somehow been hidden inside him all this time easily conquered Jaeha as soon as they appeared. He was helpless, like a sacrifice bound in a spider’s web. Jaeha could vaguely understand the literal meaning of being eaten alive.
As intense as their first lovemaking had been an accident, he wanted to be gentle the second time. Whether Eunhong regained his memories or not, Jaeha was tormented by the thought that he should have confessed the truth and waited for his judgment.
He thought he had control over his desires after having endured the manifestation and many painful ruts, but this time too, he was utterly conquered by Eunhong. He was the only one who could make him unable to hold himself back. That was both delightful and frightening.
“…When did you wake up.”
Eunhong, who had opened his eyes groggily, mumbled. The tips of his fingers rubbing his eyes were white and neat. Jaeha, who had been staring blankly, impulsively grabbed that hand and bit it. Eunhong squinted at the sight of him chewing on his fingers and chuckled softly.
As he murmured asking if he was a puppy, Jaeha nodded in agreement. Eunhong turned to face Jaeha, who was lying on his side, and burrowed his head into his chest. Jaeha awkwardly moved to embrace him. The sensation of his cheek rubbing against him, seeking a comfortable position, was soft. He laughed, rumbling his throat, and closed his eyes again, looking every bit like a puppy.
“I’m not sure who’s calling who a puppy here.”
“…Mm.”
“Going back to sleep?”
“…Yeah.”
Eunhong, his face nestled in the hollow of Jaeha’s chest, quickly fell back asleep. Their two bodies, without a stitch of clothing, were pressed tightly together. Eunhong wrapped his long arms around Jaeha’s waist, clinging to him as if unwilling to separate. Occasionally, when his head fell into an uncomfortable position, he would burrow in search of a more comfortable spot.
Jaeha, who had suddenly become a human pillow, quietly held Eunhong and stroked his back. As his bare back was exposed outside the blanket, goosebumps rose on his skin from the cold, which was cute. Jaeha traced the lines of Eunhong’s body with his fingers for a long time before suddenly muttering as if something had just occurred to him.
“By the way, you’re surprisingly uninhibited?”
It was a thought that suddenly came to mind. While he was glad that Eunhong gave himself to him without reservation… it was so natural that he wanted to check if he was like this with other people too. Although he prided himself on knowing everything about Eunhong, it was true that he had deliberately tried to turn a blind eye to his relationships with women….
Eunhong, who he thought had fallen asleep, opened his eyes at those words. Confusion spread in his eyes.
“Hey, it’s not like that.”
Eunhong groggily got up, wrapped himself in the blanket, and turned away abruptly. Just as Jaeha was feeling the loss of his body heat, he didn’t miss the sullen expression on Eunhong’s face and asked again.
“What do you mean it’s not? You look really flustered right now.”
“W-what’s flustered?”
Indeed, he was flustered. Jaeha didn’t know how many times Eunhong had used him as the subject of his erotic dreams. Of course it would feel familiar. It had unconsciously shown through. Eunhong was taken aback by his own behavior. Moreover, how convenient was his brain to superimpose Jaeha onto that accident during his manifestation in his imagination? It was clear that the person involved would be displeased if they knew the naked truth. As the thought occurred to him, Eunhong’s face flushed with embarrassment.
Misinterpreting this, Jaeha narrowed his eyes playfully.
“Bunhong, you’re more of a player than I thought.”
He embraced Eunhong from behind as he curled up with his back turned. As he lifted the blanket and pressed their bare bodies together, Eunhong shuddered. It was cute how he was being shy now after rubbing against him like it was his own skin earlier. Jaeha held Eunhong tightly and caressed his body. He began to tense at each touch.
He continued to touch him while keeping him trapped in his arms. His hand, which had been fiddling with Eunhong’s chest area, passed over his flat stomach and slid down. His warm hand greedily caressed the soft skin. The infinitely soft and chewy sensation sparked a dizzying sense of pleasure. As Jaeha’s hand entered between his thighs, Eunhong gasped.
“What will Eunhong do now? Since there’s no use for this anymore….”
“Uh….”
The dull touch on his morning physiologically aroused state made him feel like he could climax at any moment.
“…J-Jaeha.”
“Hmm?”
“…Don’t.”
“Don’t what?”
It was a problem that he had wiggled his body in bewilderment and pulled his hips back to avoid Jaeha’s touch. Something hot and heavy touched between his buttocks. Eunhong squeezed his eyes shut. He had been surprised to see it last night, but once again, he was startled by this sensation. To think that had been inside me.
Eunhong couldn’t help but chuckle even in his predicament, suddenly marveling at the wonders of the human body. He even thought his own adaptability was remarkable. Until last month, he had never imagined using that part of his body in this way.
“What are you thinking about besides me?”
Jaeha, who had keenly noticed that Eunhong was lost in thought, pulled his shoulder dissatisfiedly. As soon as he turned his head, Eunhong blinked at the lips that pressed against his. Jaeha quickly climbed on top of Eunhong. The sensation of his heavy, warm flesh pressing down on his body wasn’t unpleasant. Eunhong raised his arms to embrace Jaeha’s back.
Jaeha groaned at the touch caressing his back and burrowed into Eunhong. After rubbing and licking his stubbornly closed lips several times, when Eunhong still wouldn’t open his mouth, he pulled away and grumbled discontentedly.
“I said I’d never ask about these things.”
“…Then don’t ask.”
“I’m curious if you enjoyed it. If you liked it as much as I did, how it felt with me. I want to hear you say it.”
He showered him with kisses, following Eunhong as he turned his face away. His lips, which had pecked both cheeks and then his chin, traveled down his neck to his collarbone. He pressed his lips against the thin skin covering the protruding bone, licking and even grazing it with his teeth. Eunhong shrugged his neck, trying to endure the ticklish sensation, but finally pushed Jaeha away and got up. The lower part of his body was at its limit.
“Stop, stop it. Stop touching me.”
He peeled away Jaeha’s hands that kept clinging to him until the end. Eunhong stepped off the bed and lightly hit Jaeha’s shoulder with his clenched fist. “Ouch,” Jaeha whined, clutching his shoulder. His lewd smile only made him more hateful.
Eunhong put on Jaeha’s robe that was strewn about and headed to the bathroom. His face in the brightly lit bathroom mirror was flushed red like a tomato. As he fully woke up and accurately recognized the situation, embarrassment washed over him like a tidal wave. Dreams are dreams, and reality is reality. He had sex with Lee Jaeha. Moreover, regardless of his embarrassed and awkward feelings, his lower half was painfully erect from just a few touches.
