Ho Munbeom, who hadn’t taken his eyes off the Omega who seemed uncomfortable in this setting, soon reached a conclusion about what he wanted.
Watching layers of confusion pile up in the Omega’s wide eyes, he spoke.
“I’m going upstairs now. Will you come with me?”
Though he asked, he already knew what answer would come.
Ho Munbeom looked at the Omega sitting before him, who seemed utterly out of place here. He wasn’t sure why this person had come all this way to sit across from him, but what was clear was that they wanted a connection with him. Whether it was the Omega’s own desire or someone in their background, he couldn’t tell.
He found himself ridiculous for engaging in this ambiguous tug-of-war when he already knew the outcome. He could easily find partners to satisfy his sexual needs elsewhere. Perhaps that would even be safer with less risk of gossip.
He wasn’t sure if the Omega’s flustered appearance was an act or genuine, but if whoever sent this Omega found out, things could become troublesome. If they came demanding responsibility for touching a pure Omega…
While having these rather crude thoughts, Yeonwoo’s head moved. Seeing that small face nodding up and down hesitantly, Ho Munbeom moved quickly, as if his previous concerns had vanished. They took the elevator, walked down the corridor, and when they reached the open door, Ho Munbeom grabbed the arm of the Omega who stood there awkwardly, removing any last hesitation.
First, he bit Yeonwoo’s lips.
Literally, he used his teeth to bite down on those small lips and sucked them hard. Surprised, Yeonwoo swallowed his breath and tried to push Ho Munbeom away. He didn’t know how to open his mouth or where to put his hands. All the while, rather than releasing his pheromones, he tried to hide them even more tightly.
Nevertheless, from the faint scent that unconsciously flowed out and the heat spreading from their touching lips, Ho Munbeom could tell. Like himself, this Omega wasn’t in the best condition today. He too was unable to perfectly control his pheromones.
In a different situation with a different partner, Ho Munbeom would have sneered, assuming they were deliberately playing games. But not with this young Omega. This meant he should be the one to stop. Despite this, Ho Munbeom continued to push Yeonwoo, biting and sucking those small lips repeatedly.
He didn’t miss the moment when the Omega, who didn’t even know how to accept a kiss, opened his mouth trying to catch his breath. He pushed his tongue in and felt a small tongue. When their membranes touched, Ho Munbeom frowned at the tingling sensation spreading to the root of his tongue. He lost his reason, frantically stripped the other’s clothes, and buried his nose into the exposed skin until his bridge was pressed against it.
Just as he didn’t know how to kiss, sex was no different.
As the back became wet in response to the pheromones Ho Munbeom released, he grabbed those wrists that kept trying to push him away and made them embrace his shoulders and neck. Then he hastily stretched the inner walls that contracted and sucked in just one finger, and pushed in his member. He repeatedly thrust into the tightly clenching inner walls that felt like they might burst.
Since returning to Korea, Ho Munbeom had always been alone, even during his ruts. Scandals arose even from things he hadn’t done, so he wasn’t interested in risking complications by being careless with his lower body. He was certain of this, yet here he was with someone he just met, a much younger Omega at that, wondering what he was doing.
As the inner walls contracted painfully around his cock, when he was trying not to lose his last bit of reason, a slender hand touched his shoulder.
‘…’
Ho Munbeom’s eyes trembled slightly as he focused solely on satisfying his sexual desire, veins protruding on his forehead. Looking down, there was a face thoroughly wet with what might have been tears or sweat.
Under the soft light leaking from the bedside lamp, the Omega beneath him looked very strained and even appeared to be in pain. Only then realizing how rough he had been, Ho Munbeom parted his lips.
As he hesitated, not knowing what to say, the slender hand wrapped around the back of his neck. Unable to hold tightly, it wandered only around the areas where Ho Munbeom had earlier positioned the arms, telling Yeonwoo to hold his shoulders or neck.
Ho Munbeom lowered his head. He didn’t suck the lips painfully as before, stretching the skin. Feeling the tension in the slender body beneath him gradually release with just a light touch of lips, Ho Munbeom rested his elbows on either side of Yeonwoo’s head.
Supporting his own weight like that, he kissed a few more times. During this time, he felt the hands awkwardly holding his shoulders burrowing deeper. Only after feeling those arms mimicking an embrace around his neck did he move his hips again.
They did it several more times after that.
Even while crying from the difficulty of his first time, Yeonwoo didn’t push Ho Munbeom away. When held, he allowed it; when knees were raised, he spread his legs; when penetrated, he clung on despite panting. By the time both their lower parts were disgustingly soaked, Yeonwoo had become fairly stable in embracing Ho Munbeom.
With a body that fit perfectly in his arms, the warmth spreading from where they touched, and the scent entering his nostrils, Ho Munbeom took a deep breath and exhaled. He kept repeating in his mind.
This is an act resulting from an impulsive decision. That’s all it is, nothing more significant.
So instead of lying down next to Yeonwoo and trying to sleep after everything was over, he got up to wash and prepare to leave. To prepare for any potentially troublesome situations, he had a brief conversation with Yeonwoo and handed him cab fare. When he took out a check, he wondered momentarily if he was doing something wrong, but seeing Yeonwoo stare at it blankly, he withdrew his hand.
Deplorably, he was also relieved that Yeonwoo did not refuse the check.
While matchmaking involves two people, it also encompasses the entire background surrounding them.
Perhaps this young Omega might tell his family about what happened today. Then unknown people might come rushing in saying, “Take responsibility for our child!” Of course, that alone wouldn’t constitute marriage. After confirming who they were, he could give them what they wanted and settle the matter.
It was the worst way, but for Ho Munbeom, blind dates with strangers meant only that much.
He was somewhat curious about what expression this young Omega, now showing only the top of his head with lowered eyes, would make in front of his family. Would he laugh loudly and chatter about what happened? Ho Munbeom erased this curiosity immediately and turned away.
Staying longer would only make him dwell on uncharacteristic thoughts that kept leading to one another.
And so he returned to his daily routine.
At work, everyone was visibly tense due to the secretary who had gone into heat and rushed at him Friday morning. The head secretary anxiously promised that such an incident would never happen again.
It wasn’t something to be casually dismissed. But Ho Munbeom didn’t want to bring up the unpleasant memory by mentioning it. With a stern face, he gestured that it was enough and immediately focused on work.
Even while working, part of his mind was gauging when the Omega from Friday night or his family might contact him. It didn’t matter whether they did or not. But despite telling himself not to worry about it, it bothered him, like a hangnail beside a fingernail.
And then that day’s events sparked in a completely unexpected way.
“You must have been surprised by my sudden call.”
“…Yes.”
Having genuinely been surprised, Yeonwoo simply answered.
“Aren’t you curious why I contacted you again?”
At Ho Munbeom’s question, Yeonwoo shifted his eyes upward from the table where they had been fixed.
The man sitting opposite was perfect, just like Friday night. Looking at this person who seemed like he wouldn’t tolerate even a single hair out of place, Yeonwoo hesitated before speaking.
“…Is it because of the check you gave me?”
At that moment, Ho Munbeom raised one eyebrow. Noticing the subtle crack in his relaxed face, Yeonwoo realized his answer wasn’t correct. But from Yeonwoo’s perspective, it was unavoidable. For a twenty-one-year-old like him, thirty million won was truly a large sum.
The check remained exactly where Yeonwoo had first hidden it. He was glad he resisted the urge to deposit it and left it there. If he had known this would happen, he would have stopped by home before coming.
“No, it’s not.”
“…It’s not?”
A question appeared on Yeonwoo’s face. From his perspective, that seemed like the only reason someone would suddenly seek him out like this.
“I’m not someone who regrets what I’ve given to others.”
“…”
Feeling suddenly strange, Yeonwoo fidgeted with his hands on the table. Naturally, Ho Munbeom’s gaze fell on Yeonwoo’s fingertips. At a glance, they were pretty, long, and slender hands. But he remembered that when those hands touched his neck, the fingertips were surprisingly rough. This wasn’t someone who had been raised completely sheltered.
Taking his eyes off Yeonwoo’s fingers, Ho Munbeom spoke again.
“On Friday…”
“I didn’t tell anyone.”
“…”
“I really didn’t tell anyone.”
