#23

“I did. A few times.”

Jung-hyun’s expression as he admitted it so nonchalantly was no different from usual. As if he had absolutely nothing to be ashamed of.

Shin Ho-jae looked down, his brow furrowing. His masseter muscle flared slightly before disappearing.

He shouldn’t have asked. Hadn’t he already known that this was a man who would make the same request of any Alpha, not just himself?

He had already reached that conclusion back at the pool’s lounge bar. Why did he ask? Did he perhaps hope for a denial? Shin Ho-jae clenched his fists. A low, suppressed voice leaked from his lips.

“……The reason you fired Coach Park was because of your lover?”

He felt Jung-hyun’s gaze fixed on him, but he couldn’t stop his mouth from moving of its own accord.

He was disappointed. Disappointed that the man’s essence was still so vulgar and frivolous. And disappointed in himself for mistakenly thinking he might be a good person just because he’d seen a few different sides of him.

“You have a lover, yet you offered a sponsorship to a player on the same team?”

“…….”

Jung-hyun, who had been staring at him without so much as a blink, let the corners of his mouth slowly curl upward.

“If kissing a few times makes someone a lover, then are Player Shin Ho-jae and I lovers too?”

“What—!”

“We aren’t.”

Shin Ho-jae stood there with his lips pressed tight, as if they were glued shut, glaring at Jung-hyun. Kwon Jung-hyun let out a relaxed chuckle.

“In the States, it’s not easy to get injection pheromones if you aren’t a trait-bearer. So, nothing was more tempting than the news that pheromones exist in human saliva as well.”

“…….”

“Pete helped me out a few times back then. That’s all.”

Watching Jung-hyun’s face as he spoke so lightly, Shin Ho-jae’s eyes slowly darkened. Helped him out, he said.

The image of Coach Peter and Kwon Jung-hyun mixing tongues and sharing saliva naturally formed in his mind.

No matter how sturdy Kwon Jung-hyun’s build was, he must have looked frail in front of Peter, whose thighs were as thick as a woman’s waist.

He probably let out moans and got hard in front of him, just as he had with Ho-jae. And Peter? Unlike Ho-jae, he seemed to have no great aversion to acts with Beta males.

In that case, wouldn’t it be more natural to assume that the acts following the kissing also took place?

A small muscle leaped in Shin Ho-jae’s lower jaw.

An unfamiliar emotion washed over his chest, leaving it feeling cold.

Dirty. Loathsome.

“Anyway, didn’t you say you had something to tell me?”

“……No. Forget it.”

“Is that so? I suppose you found the answer yourself.”

“Yes.”

Shin Ho-jae replied with an expressionless face. Jung-hyun, watching Ho-jae with a sidelong glance, asked in a whisper.

“Aren’t you curious, Player Shin?”

Ho-jae lifted only his cold, sunken eyes to look at Jung-hyun.

The same smile as always was on his face. The corners of his mouth were slightly lifted, but his eyes weren’t smiling; they were staring intently at his opponent. Almost… as if he were seducing him.

“How effective the saliva you gave me before actually was.”

“…….”

Unconsciously, Ho-jae’s grip tightened. In stark contrast to how dirty and loathsome he felt this man—who seduced others so effortlessly—was, his heart began to beat violently.

The thumping of his heart inside his ribs was so loud he felt as if the other man could hear it. His mouth went dry, and he swallowed hard.

“…I think I’d know if we tried it one more time.”

A vivid desire, one Ho-jae had seen once before, shimmered in his eyes. Like a Pavlovian dog, thick saliva pooled under Shin Ho-jae’s tongue simultaneously. His entire body trembled slightly, as if he had been electrocuted.

Shin Ho-jae spun around and walked in the opposite direction of where Kwon Jung-hyun was sitting. Toward the door. A voice laced with amusement followed him from behind.

“That’s a shame. I was going to let you pay off this week’s portion all at once.”

His tone was light. As if he had expected Shin Ho-jae to refuse.

However, Shin Ho-jae did not open the door to leave the room.

Instead, he slammed the loosely closed door shut and pressed the small button-style lock. The sound of the metal latch clicking into place sounded exceptionally loud.

He turned around and took four large strides. With every stomp, he saw the man’s eyes widen.

Ho-jae marched straight up to the medical bed and cupped Jung-hyun’s face with both hands. The light in the eyes he saw up close was unmistakably bewilderment.

In this moment, a light sense of intoxication, as if he had won against the man, warmed Ho-jae’s body. He didn’t make the mistake of crashing their lips together like a headbutt this time.

As if it were the beginning of a sweet kiss between lovers, he very gently caught and bit his lower lip. Tasting his lips for the second time, they felt a bit rougher and hotter than before.

Without closing his eyes completely, Ho-jae looked down and read the flushed emotion on his face. Eventually, Jung-hyun’s eyes slid shut.

Following his style of kissing, Ho-jae sucked on his lips several times like candy before licking them as if tapping his tongue against his teeth. Jung-hyun opened his mouth without hesitation and sucked on Ho-jae’s tongue.

Then, letting out a sweet moan that vibrated in his throat, he used his legs to pull Ho-jae toward him in an embrace. Naturally, their bodies pressed tightly together.

Suddenly curious about his face, Ho-jae pulled his lips away slightly. Thin eyelids lifted, and he looked down into Jung-hyun’s completely heated eyes.

It was a depth that felt as if it would suck him in. As if possessed, Ho-jae stared into the abyss of those blue-grey eyes. He wanted to look longer, but he couldn’t. It was because Jung-hyun grabbed the back of Ho-jae’s neck and pulled him down.

Their mouths locked again. Breath mingled, and tongues entwined. As Ho-jae panted softly, struggling to keep up with the man’s tongue as he greedily took his saliva, he felt Jung-hyun laugh in his throat.

Ho-jae supported the back of his neck with one hand and leaned his body toward Jung-hyun. Their flat chests met, and a lukewarm warmth was felt. His other hand groped across the bed and landed elsewhere.

It was only when sticky ointment smeared onto his hand that he realized he was touching Kwon Jung-hyun’s thigh. Shin Ho-jae let out a small sound in his throat and gripped the thigh firmly. The soft, elastic muscle wrapped tightly around his palm.

Just as when he had put his face between the man’s legs and lifted him, he could vividly feel the thigh muscles tense.

Even without looking, he knew that the scrotum and penis that had felt soft against the back of his neck earlier would now be stiffly erect.

Strangely, unlike before, it didn’t feel repulsive at all. Rather, he was curious. What shape the man’s penis had taken as it hardened. Whether the transparent fluid flowing from the tip would taste as sweet as his saliva.

His mind felt floaty, as if he were dreaming. At the same time, a very familiar sensation arose in his lower body.

Twitch.

Startled enough for goosebumps to rise on the back of his neck, Shin Ho-jae abruptly pulled his body away.

Jung-hyun, who had been intoxicated by the kiss, sighed and slowly opened his eyes.

Shin Ho-jae’s heart pounded, but in a different sense than before. To ensure the other man didn’t notice, he shifted only his eyes to glance down. Fortunately, he was wearing the oversized black sweatpants he had brought as spares, so his erection wasn’t obvious.

An erection…….

An erection.

While kissing a man, and Kwon Jung-hyun at that. He was so flustered and confused that his head felt like it was spinning.

It was then that Kwon Jung-hyun’s languid voice reached him.

“Is that it?”

He gazed slowly at Ho-jae’s face and wiped the saliva from his lips with his tongue. His lips, which had swollen more than before from the intense sucking and biting, captured Ho-jae’s attention. Shin Ho-jae unconsciously swallowed.

Between the softly pressed thigh and the carelessly spread legs, a distinct bulge was visible. Without a hint of shame, Jung-hyun gestured toward the protrusion between his legs and spoke.

“I felt like I was going to come if we did a bit more.”

“…….”

“Won’t you do more for me?”

Unpleasant sweat pooled in his palms, and the inside of his mouth went bone-dry. He could clearly feel his own penis, swollen beneath his underwear, twitching as if feeling stifled.

Only after swallowing again was Shin Ho-jae finally able to force a voice out.

“……I refuse.”

Jung-hyun quirked an eyebrow as if disappointed.

“Then, how about doing it alone while thinking of Ho-jae?”

Then, he brought his hand to his own pants. As his long fingers wrapped around the swollen crotch, the shape of his penis, which had only been guessed through the clothes until now, became faintly visible.

“…Can I?”

The area below his cheeks felt beyond hot; it felt as if it were on fire.

How… how could he say something like that without blinking an eye, so casually?

As Ho-jae could only gape, unable to find words, Jung-hyun laughed out loud. His blue-grey eyes disappeared halfway.

“I’m joking. Actually, I’ve already done it several times.”

“…….”

The corners of Shin Ho-jae’s mouth trembled. It was because, at that remark, the cock trapped in his underwear grew ferociously in size.

24 – Puck Drop