“Hold my hand?”
The moment Tae-yi took Haram’s hand, which was flailing in the air, Haram shook his head vigorously.
“N-no, don’t!”
Tae-yi watched Haram’s feeble resistance, wondering what he was trying to do, and let go of his hand to see. Haram’s aimless hands finally settled below his cock, which was being swallowed by his clenching hole.
“There… that’s good…”
Haram covered his red, tender flesh with both hands, as if he’d been spanked, and muttered in satisfaction.
“You’re really…”
Tae-yi swallowed hard, watching Haram. He’d thought Haram was waving his hands to push him away, but instead, Haram just spread his legs wide and used his small hands to cover his pale ass—the sight was even more obscene than watching his hole take a cock.
“Ah! Aah!”
Thrust! Thrust! Tae-yi drove his cock in hard twice, unable to contain his excitement, then abruptly pulled out. He aimed at Haram’s erect cock and came, then wiped himself off on the quilt before flipping Haram over.
“Nngh? Nngh…!”
Before Haram could adjust to the sudden change in position, the thick cock pushed back inside, making him grit his teeth. The head rubbed a different spot, sending a new wave of pleasure through him. Tae-yi grabbed Haram’s ass so hard it was almost painful, then snatched up the silver-gray tail swaying wildly.
“Ah, ah, ahh!”
He twisted the flat tail in his grip and stared at the stretched, gaping hole as he thrust his hips mindlessly.
“Da Haram… haah. Baby, don’t run away, okay?”
“Nngh, yes! Ah!”
“You promise?”
Tae-yi, the one who had timed his thrusts to Haram’s responses, shamelessly pressed on. He wrapped his arm around Haram’s waist, as if afraid he’d slip away, still clutching the tail.
“It’s too much… hngh…!”
Haram felt like he was being devoured. Tae-yi’s massive body seemed to swallow him whole. Panting on the quilt, Haram let himself be carried away by the pleasure, his hips shaking violently as he came, spilling milky semen.
“……Da Haram?”
Then, suddenly, Haram went limp, rolling onto his side, fast asleep with his mouth slightly open. Tae-yi clicked his tongue in disappointment and slowly pulled his still-hard cock out.
Haram’s case was unusual—there was no telling when his heat would end—but the fact that his pheromones hadn’t faded meant it wasn’t over yet. He’d wake up soon, his body burning with need. The thought alone made Tae-yi smirk as he rubbed his sweat-dampened forehead against Haram’s slender neck.
***
Two scorching days passed. Tae-yi wiped the drool from Haram’s lips and pressed a quick kiss to his sweat-slicked forehead before gazing down at him, fast asleep. His fever had broken, and his breathing was steady. Haram’s first heat seemed to be over. Tae-yi ran his hand over the damp quilt, then carefully lifted Haram, unable to leave him here any longer.
Haram’s limp body and tail told him he was in a deep sleep. Tae-yi carried him through the narrow living room into the small bedroom and gently laid him on the rumpled bedding.
“Nngh…”
“Want some water?”
Haram blinked slowly, half-opening his eyes, and stared blankly into space. Tae-yi lowered himself and asked again. Haram only responded with a slow blink.
Tae-yi didn’t press further. He got up, grabbed a fresh quilt from the wardrobe instead of the messy one, and draped it over Haram before leaving the room. He returned with lukewarm water and sat Haram up, supporting his back.
When Tae-yi brought the cup to his lips, Haram drank greedily, as if he’d been waiting. After finishing the whole cup, he licked his lower lip, looking disappointed.
“You feeling okay?”
Haram still didn’t answer.
“Want me to wash you? Or do you just want to sleep?”
Again, no response. Haram just blinked vacantly. Tae-yi waited for a long time, then gently stroked his cheek. Only then did Haram turn his head to look at him. His empty eyes held an indescribable void. That gaze silenced Tae-yi.
“Everything…”
Haram’s voice was hoarse from a day and a half of moaning—it sounded like he was squeezing the words out. Tae-yi tensed.
“Was it all a lie?”
Even though he already knew the truth, he wanted to hear Tae-yi’s excuse. Otherwise, it was too miserable to bear.
“I’m sorry I lied.”
His flat apology echoed in the small room, devoid of any excuse or understanding of Haram’s feelings.
“……You were really awful.”
Haram murmured in a calm voice, then slowly closed his eyes. The quiet resentment, without curses or violence, was enough to tear Tae-yi’s heart apart. He’d been stabbed a few times in his life, but nothing had hurt this much. Speechless, Tae-yi patted Haram’s back as he drifted back to sleep like he’d passed out.
***
Tae-yi left the house before dawn, leaving Haram asleep. The late summer air was crisp, clearing his mind. He walked down the hill in front of the house toward Haram’s peanut field and sighed at the sight before him.
The poorly planted peanuts filled the field, but many of the seedlings were wilted or lying on their sides. Tae-yi hesitated before stepping into the field, trying to prop up the fallen plants, but the more he touched them, the worse they became.
His cock could stand at attention just from hearing Haram’s voice, but he couldn’t even set a single peanut seedling right. He wondered if the field had been overrun with weeds, it might have been less obvious.
“I told them to keep quiet…” He sighed. “Tsk.”
Nam Bok-rye, the land-rich grandmother, appeared out of nowhere and surveyed the peanut field with a worried sigh.
“Tell your brother—if he ever shows his face to me, he’ll regret it.”
Tae-yi chuckled at her sharp tone and nodded. The old woman, who had heard everything from him, had become a reliable ally. She was so spirited, he almost wished she were ten years younger so she could help him take down Kang Tae-jin.
“What now?”
“I’m going to clear up the misunderstanding with Haram, convince him, and take him back to Seoul. He’s not safe alone.”
Haram was different from the other villagers. Kang Tae-jin already knew about their relationship—there was no telling what he might do.
“I’ll buy Haram’s land.”
“What do you mean?”
The old woman, hands clasped behind her back, turned to Tae-yi, her gaze shifting from the distant mountains.
“Why go through the trouble of buying and selling it twice or thrice? If I hold onto Haram’s land, those bastards will only have to deal with me, won’t they? They won’t be able to bother Haram.”
“It’s dangerous.”
Tae-yi frowned at the idea of her taking on the risk alone.
“Buying farmland is complicated if you’re not a farmer. Are you a farmer? You can’t even plant a peanut properly.”
She gestured to the broken stems lying in the field.
“I’ll handle it.”
“You planning to break the law? Live by the rules! Alphas think they’re above the law?”
The sharp rebuke in the quiet morning air left Tae-yi speechless. He pressed his lips together.
“No time, you said. Go to Seoul and settle things with your brother. I’ll talk to Haram.”
Lost in thought, Tae-yi nodded. If the old woman could help smooth things over with Haram, it would make everything easier. But…
“Come with me. I’ll take you. It’s safer that way.”
“I’m busy! Take that clueless squirrel with you!”
She scolded him until the end, clicking her tongue as she left the field. Tae-yi stared blankly at her retreating back in her floral vest, then sighed.
“Director!”
Just as he was lost in thought, Chief Yoon arrived by car and hurried toward him when he saw Tae-yi standing in the peanut field.
“I dropped off Dr. Da In-ho in Seoul and came back after handling some urgent matters. Is Da Haram okay?”
Tae-yi nodded, his eyes fixed on the white bag in Chief Yoon’s hand.
“Ah, these are heat cycle suppressants. For Da Haram…”
The suppressants were useless now that the heat was over, but Tae-yi took them anyway.
“Did you talk to him? Was there any contact with Kang Tae-jin’s side? Any misunderstandings or framing?”
“He passed out.”
“Ah…”
After spending his first heat with an alpha like Kang Tae-yi, it was no wonder he was out cold. Chief Yoon hesitated, then continued.
“Kang Tae-jin’s side wants to discuss the resort project. They’ve requested a meeting.”
“Not today.”
He hadn’t even resolved the misunderstanding with Haram, let alone had a proper conversation. For two days, all they’d done was fuck—there had been no real talk between them.
Chief Yoon nodded at Tae-yi’s firm tone, then suddenly let out a heavy sigh.
“Then we’ll…”
He trailed off, squeezing his eyes shut as if dizzy.
Today was the day.
