By Zephyria Seo Jeong-won’s eyes widened for a moment. His toes, which had been curled inward, spread out, and he lifted his head, which had been buried face down. He closed his eyes and bit down hard on his swollen lips.
“……Ah.”
A groan, like a muddy sound, burst out, followed by the sound of water dripping, trickling. He couldn’t stop the stream of water even when he strained his lower abdomen.
Seo Jeong-won’s shoulders below his neck flushed red, and his lips trembled.
Kwon Tae-hee, who had finished ejaculating deep inside the tightly constricting inner walls, slowly thrust his hips and watched Seo Jeong-won as if he were a voyeur.
“Ah, I forgot the Pheromone shower.”
He was too focused on the act. He wondered if he had ever been so engrossed. Kwon Tae-hee, who pulled out his cock that had been buried in his flesh for hours, lightly lifted Seo Jeong-won.
After laying him down away from the wet spot, he hugged him and released his Pheromones as they were. A vast amount that would have triggered an Omega’s Heat cycle.
He wondered if repeatedly exposing the Beta Seo Jeong-won would naturally lead to a change in his constitution.
“Do you feel anything?”
As he stroked the moist skin with sweat beading on it, Seo Jeong-won blinked his large eyes and shook his head slightly. Then, he bit his red, swollen lips tightly and avoided his gaze.
“Are you angry? Ah, maybe because I came a little while ago—”
Seo Jeong-won moved his trembling hand and abruptly covered Kwon Tae-hee’s mouth.
“I, that earlier… I said I would stop then…”
His already red face turned crimson. He had sucked and kissed him for hours, and it was amazing that he was so embarrassed by just a little bit of cum.
“So, please don’t talk about that…”
“Okay. I won’t say any more.”
“……Thank you.”
Seo Jeong-won sniffled and avoided the gaze he had briefly met again.
Judging by the fact that he was still calm even with the Pheromones pouring down on him, it seemed that Betas really couldn’t smell anything at all.
Kwon Tae-hee sincerely wanted to see Seo Jeong-won aroused by the Pheromones. He was even looking forward to how much that appearance would captivate him.
“I hope you manifest.”
“I hope so too…”
That way, he could hold onto Hyung, even just a little bit more of Hyung’s breath. Seo Jeong-won blinked slowly in Kwon Tae-hee’s arms.
But had this man had this kind of relationship with Hyung too? He suddenly wondered. Had he kissed every part of his body until he was exhausted?
If they had such a close relationship every time like this, how could he not… develop feelings? He made him mistake it for real love.
Looking at him with eyes full of affection, touching him, kissing him. His heart fluttered every time their eyes met…
“……I think I’m going to be mistaken.”
Kwon Tae-hee’s gaze, which had been caressing his thin stomach, turned upward at the voice that flowed out like a soliloquy.
“What do you mean by that?”
“It’s just… nothing, it’s nothing.”
Seo Jeong-won steeled his wavering heart and resolved. Kwon Tae-hee’s kindness was just like the favor he was doing him. So he must never mistake his feelings.
* * *
Seo Jeong-won’s body temperature rose from around dawn. Kwon Tae-hee gave him antipyretics and watched him for a few hours, but when his fever didn’t go down, he called his family doctor to his house.
He didn’t want to let his parents know about Seo Jeong-won’s existence, but he had no choice.
Yoon Hyun-gyu, who had rushed to Kwon Tae-hee’s house early in the morning after receiving his call, frowned as he looked at the Beta sprawled out in the bedroom.
Even without looking closely, he seemed to be in bad shape. When he saw the man lying motionless, he thought that Kwon Tae-hee might have killed someone.
He thought he had been called in to make the minimum effort to save a dying young man.
He barely confirmed that he was not about to die from the faintly swelling and sinking chest and the faint breathing. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief.
“He has a high fever. I gave him antipyretics, but it won’t go down.”
“What about his constitution? Is he an Omega? He looks like he’s been through a Heat cycle.”
“No, he’s a Beta. His first sexual experience was today… I think I held him for about three or four hours.”
Doctor Yoon’s eyes widened at the word Beta, and he took a deep breath.
The limp man looked like Kwon Tae-hee’s possession. His Pheromones were deeply embedded in him, like an object that had been handled for a long time.
He openly revealed his obsession and possessiveness, but the voice explaining why he was in such a state was dry and indifferent.
Doctor Yoon nodded. He checked his blood pressure and temperature and quickly examined Seo Jeong-won’s naked upper body, which was exposed. Then, he thought he should check the lower part as well, so he just turned his head and asked for permission.
“Do I have to see it?”
“I’ll give you the ointment and leave. Please apply it carefully to the inside. Was there any bleeding?”
“A little.”
There were countless red marks on the exposed areas. Doctor Yoon was sure that the man’s lower body would be more, not less, severe.
“I’ll leave you with antibiotics, so please take care of him.”
Instead of persuading Kwon Tae-hee, who would not allow him to see his body, he covered him with a blanket.
Wasn’t he sexually clean? In fact, he was even puzzled because it was the first time he had been called to him for such a thing. Even though he was lost in thought, his hand movements to connect the Intravenous drip were accurate.
“It’ll go down soon.”
“It should.”
Doctor Yoon, who had organized his belongings, got up from his seat and bowed to Kwon Tae-hee. He told him to remove the needle when the Intravenous drip was finished and left the bedroom.
Kwon Tae-hee didn’t bother to see him off. Before the door even closed, he went to the bedside and carefully checked the body wrapped in the blanket once more. He sat on the edge, stroked his still red cheeks to check his temperature, and let out a short sigh.
As the fever began to subside, Seo Jeong-won’s eyelids, which had been too tired to open, fluttered.
Soon, hazy eyes were revealed. Seo Jeong-won moved his dry lips and mumbled that he wanted to drink water.
“How do you feel?”
“I just… hurt.”
“Where, how?”
Seo Jeong-won tried to answer Kwon Tae-hee’s question as he woke up his hazy mind.
What should he say? He had to say that it hurt there, but he was reluctant to mention the part of his body.
“……That.”
“That.”
“Uhm, butt.”
Seo Jeong-won’s face turned red as if the fever that had barely subsided was rising again. Kwon Tae-hee laughed softly. His straight hand suddenly stretched out and touched his straight forehead.
He gently rubbed the crescent-shaped scar left on the border of the baby hairs with his fingertips.
“It doesn’t hurt there.”
“There’s a scar here. Was Seo Jeong-won mischievous when he was young too?”
“It’s not that… I actually lied.”
Kwon Tae-hee focused on the quietly murmuring voice and the plump lips.
“That I lived like everyone else without anything special happening.”
“Ah.”
“My uncle, what should I say? Should I say he has a fiery temper…? When he gets angry, he just raises his hand first…”
“He had a bit of a bad habit.”
As Kwon Tae-hee said the appropriate word, Seo Jeong-won quickly nodded. That’s right. He agreed and continued with a sunken look.
“I was 10 years old. I don’t really remember why I was hit… It was probably nothing. It was just one of those days when my uncle was in a bad mood. I don’t know if it was alcohol or water, but he threw the cup he was drinking at me.”
“…….”
“It was a glass cup… My skin was torn when I was hit. Even though the wound was small on this side, there was a lot, a lot of blood.”
Seo Jeong-won smiled awkwardly. It wasn’t particularly upsetting because it was an old memory, but it was embarrassing because it was a story he had never told before.
After looking at Kwon Tae-hee’s expression as if he was trying to read his mind, he continued slowly in a hoarse voice.
“Hyung, who was coming home from school, saw that. That was the first time Hyung stood up to my uncle. I think he even cursed.”
Kwon Tae-hee’s hand gently stroked Seo Jeong-won’s wound.
“My uncle hit Hyung and me again, saying that we were rude and disrespectful. He said we should be grateful that he didn’t throw us away, but instead we were standing up to him… Hyung blocked him with his whole body because he was afraid I would get hit. My aunt happened to come and the situation ended, but it was the first time I had been hurt so badly… Hyung was very surprised.”
“…….”
“He asked him to take me to the hospital, but he didn’t even listen, so Hyung went to the pharmacy and bought disinfectant and ointment and treated me, and then he cried again.”
That’s why he felt bitter when he saw disinfectant or ointment. Because it reminded him of that day, that unhappy childhood.
“After that day, whenever my uncle touched me, Hyung would go to my uncle and argue, and get hit again. After doing that for three years, he cursed at Hyung, calling him a disgusting bastard, and stopped hitting me.”