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How many times had he come?

By the time the initially thick semen had become as clear and watery as water, Haon was utterly exhausted.

Unable to lie on the soaked bed any longer, he had spread a blanket on the floor and was lying there when Cha Jeong-won approached.

Haon raised a trembling arm, folded his fingers three times, then folded one more.

He showed it to the approaching Cha Jeong-won.

“Do you know what this is?”

Haon asked in a hoarse voice.

“That’s a lot of times, Yoon Haon.”

At Cha Jeong-won’s slick retort, Haon shook his head as if to say he was wrong.

“This is just the beginning, sunbae.”

And then, Haon had come countless times, ending up like this.

“I can’t possibly expel all the moisture in my body as semen…”

As he was speaking, Cha Jeong-won’s hand lifted his slackened ankle and spread his legs wide open.

Haon’s tired eyelids fluttered as he glared at the lecherous man spreading his legs.

“Do you know that even if I fall asleep now, I won’t be able to sleep for hours?”

Cha Jeong-won, who was licking his lips while looking at the thoroughly loosened, mushy hole, met his gaze.

“It’s not like it’ll stay hard forever, so it’s fine.”

What on earth did that mean?

So, he was saying it wouldn’t stay erect all night…?

Half right, half wrong.

Unlike Haon, who would go soft after coming and swell again with stimulation, Cha Jeong-won seemed like he’d never gone soft at all.

If that were the case, wasn’t there something wrong with his body?

“Isn’t it about time to stop now?”

“Of course not.”

Cha Jeong-won thrust his erect member deep into the loosened hole once more.

Considering it had already entered several times, stretching him open as much as possible and sliding in easily, it wasn’t that he couldn’t accept it being a bit tighter again.

“Hng, I can’t do this anymore. I can’t, I’m telling you…”

Somehow, even the words escaping through Haon’s clenched teeth sounded like an exaggeration.

“Your lower half still likes me. Look. It’s crying tears of joy.”

He scooped up the fluid flowing from the hole, trickling down Haon’s buttocks, with his finger and showed it.

Even while doing that, he showed no intention of pulling out what was buried inside, instead wriggling it. Haon felt an itch down below.

“You don’t have to show me that…”

He knew full well that he was greedily sucking in Cha Jeong-won’s cock right now.

There was none of the initial difficulty of insertion, and the stimulation felt in this swollen, engorged state was good. It felt like being tightly seized.

“Haah, ahh. But for this long…”

As he tried to push Cha Jeong-won’s chest away, a shiver ran down his [stolen content[unauthorized copy]style="font-size:0;position:absolute;left:-9999px;">]spine from the stimulation, and he simply curled his fingers.

Even as his nails scratched the skin, Cha Jeong-won only leaned his upper body further forward, not retreating.

“I like you. I’ve really come to like you.”

“You liked me from the start… And this is a bit…”

Haon shook his head vigorously.

To cling and burrow in this much, he was truly persistent and tenacious.

It was frightening how much he was starting to enjoy this act. Moreover, Cha Jeong-won’s pheromones now felt heavy yet cozy.

He wanted to smell them more, to draw them into himself more.

It was the same for Cha Jeong-won.

Cha Jeong-won licked Haon’s nape with his tongue in a long stroke, then nibbled on it.

The pheromones, thickened to their limit, were stimulating the Alpha and Omega instincts.

Cha Jeong-won hooked one of Haon’s legs over his arm. The groin, tilted to one side and spread wide, slapped wetly with each strong impact.

Each time Cha Jeong-won thrust, Haon was pushed upward, but with his leg held, he was pulled back down. His whole body shook each time.

As Cha Jeong-won began thrusting in and out in earnest, moans burst from Haon.

“Ngh, haah. Ahh. Aah.”

A breathy voice, mixed with panting, broke through his constricted throat.

Despite saying he was exhausted, he was thoroughly heated up, dripping front and back.

As Haon threw his head back, Cha Jeong-won followed and pressed his lips against his. A soft tongue parted his lips, entered, and tenderly explored.

While thrusting hard below, his kiss was this gentle.

Haon looked up at Cha Jeong-won with narrowed eyes.

How could one person have it all?

“How do I have to hold you tight?”

The words spoken as soon as their lips parted were both frightening and affectionate.

In reality, as Cha Jeong-won licked his earlobe, speaking as if he wanted Haon to hear every word, Haon’s lower half clenched tightly.

“Haah.”

The sound of Cha Jeong-won’s breath, feeling the strong squeeze, moistened Haon’s ear.

“How… What.”

Haon was flustered by Cha Jeong-won’s obsessive words.

It felt like his own hidden desire for Cha Jeong-won had been exposed.

Was this the chance? If so, should he just close his eyes and seize Cha Jeong-won?

Then, tickled by Cha Jeong-won’s breath, Haon turned his head and whispered very softly.

“I’m fine with it…”

Really fine with it.

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“Ouch, my back.”

Once when taking out a cup, once when grinding beans, once when handing coffee to a customer.

“Hyung, does your back hurt?”

It was so noticeable that Cha Seo-jun, who had been watching, asked while looking at Haon’s back.

“Yeah, I slept wrong.”

Haon said while lightly hitting his own back.

He had been folded in half countless times under Cha Jeong-won, but before falling asleep exhausted, Cha Jeong-won had loosened him up with a massage.

But he really had ended up sleeping wrong.

He had slept curled on his side, embraced by Cha Jeong-won. He should have just slept straight.

“If it’s that hard, do you want to sit down for a bit?”

“No. With the boss not here, I can’t leave everything to you.”

There were still many orders; it wouldn’t do to slack off and leave Cha Seo-jun alone.

“Then let’s make them quickly and rest.”

With the resolve to quickly finish the orders for Haon’s sake, Cha Seo-jun moved his hands swiftly.

For some reason, getting swept up in his combative energy felt like it might cause an accident. Haon took a step back and watched.

Watching Cha Seo-jun serve coffee brought an awkward smile to his face.

Since being caught dating Cha Jeong-won, he hadn’t properly talked with Cha Seo-jun yet. But Cha Seo-jun had acted perfectly normal, not showing any sign.

That didn’t mean he had forgotten everything, right?

After the busy rush passed, Haon shared a cup of coffee with Cha Seo-jun, each drinking half.

“Ah, now I feel alive. Feels like my eyes are wide open.”

As Haon tilted his head side to side, loosening his stiff body, he felt Cha Seo-jun’s gaze.

“If you have something to say, you can say it all.”

And he was prepared to answer anything Cha Seo-jun asked. With a mind that had nothing to hide, he left the opportunity for questions wide open.

“I was first.”

“Huh?”

“I knew you first, my feelings for you came first, and I dreamed of a future with you first.”

When told to ask questions, he came with a confession instead.

Haon turned his body slightly while drinking his coffee.

Then, putting the cup down and looking ahead, he felt Cha Seo-jun’s gaze poking at his cheek.

“What, did you think I’d ask about you dating him?”

“Well, to be honest, yes.”

“I only wanted to talk about just the two of us.”

“In that sense…”

Haon turned his body towards Cha Seo-jun, acknowledging his meaning.

“I held back because I thought confessing in a school uniform would be uncool, but I shouldn’t have.”

He had said his feelings dated back to at least high school.

“Do you know how much I imagined us being a campus couple, living out our school life together once we got into university?”

“Uh…”

Even the faint resentment sounded cute. He didn’t know what to do about this.

Cha Seo-jun lightly pressed his clenched fist against his own cheek.

“How about it? Don’t you think your feelings might change when you look at me?”

It meant to dump Cha Jeong-won and come to him. Unlike his playful tone, Cha Seo-jun’s eyes were heavy and serious.

Was it okay for the eyes of someone who had just become an adult to be this earnest?

“Seo-jun-ah.”

Haon lightly touched his own clenched fist to Seo-jun’s other cheek.

“I think I’ll only ever find you cute for my whole life.”

Even though he was this tall and had broader shoulders than him, Cha Seo-jun was still just the well-behaved younger brother to Haon.

“So, let’s keep things as they are now.”

The corners of Cha Seo-jun’s mouth drooped slightly.

“I imagined the moment of rejection quite a bit too, but why does it feel so bitter?”

“Imagining it countless times doesn’t make it okay.”

“What if I said I’d wait?”

Cha Seo-jun removed his hand from his face and made eye contact.

It seemed like if Haon showed even the slightest positive reaction, he would wait a lifetime.

“I hope you meet a good person.”

Haon drew a firm line.