Hyung. A plea, close to a sigh, escaped his lips involuntarily.
Seo Baek-han, unfazed, explored Joo Tae-hyun’s face with his hands. His fingers lingered near Tae-hyun’s lips for a moment, then suddenly poked his cheek, sliding down from his brow bone to the bridge of his nose. When Baek-han’s thumb casually rubbed along his cheekbone to his ear, a low groan escaped Tae-hyun’s throat before he could stop it.
Baek-han’s breath brushed against his philtrum, and the sweet scent of peaches tickled his nose—so intoxicating it made him feel like he could die. All those sensations surged into a single, overwhelming heartbeat, so fierce it felt as if it would burst through his veins, echoing loudly in his ears.
“…Ah. Right, I think this is it.”
Seo Baek-han, who had been studying Joo Tae-hyun’s face with the demeanor of a scholar rather than someone about to have sex, suddenly muttered as if he had realized something.
“Even back then, it didn’t feel like an Omega’s Pheromone, but it did smell completely different from your usual scent.”
Right, this was it. Seo Baek-han’s high nose, engrossed in tracing the scent, pressed firmly against Joo Tae-hyun’s cheek.
“Something like, a grassy smell.”
He didn’t seem to care at all that he was so close to Joo Tae-hyun that their skin was almost touching, sharing every breath and the small movements of his body rising slightly as he inhaled.
Only Joo Tae-hyun awkwardly accepted Seo Baek-han’s exploration.
Joo Tae-hyun loved Seo Baek-han every single day. He poured his whole heart into him as naturally as he slept and drank water. At some point, he stopped trying to figure out why. He just loved Seo Baek-han like a chore, like a habit, like it was the only way to live as a human being.
It was only recently that he had graduated from being a lovesick teenager who spent his nights thinking about Seo Baek-han, but just because he wasn’t burning with passion didn’t mean he loved him any less.
But how could he do anything when that person was burying his nose in his body?
Perhaps at the Lotus Flower Palace, when we, you know, did it… Was Hyung this engrossed in my Pheromone then too?
For the first time, Joo Tae-hyun regretted not remembering that day. Not the stimulating moments when he was practically begging Seo Baek-han to do something, or when he was being pounded by Seo Baek-han and endlessly shaking. If only he had a little bit of those ticklish moments in his head.
The human heart was so fickle. Just a few days ago, Joo Tae-hyun had wanted to put a bullet through his own head, yet now he was trembling with joy from a simple kiss from Seo Baek-han, straining to recall even the faintest trace of what might have been his first.
He couldn’t let himself forget this moment. He had been drinking, yes, but he wasn’t drunk—so no matter how much Seo Baek-han unraveled him, he would remember everything…
While that thought lingered in his mind, Seo Baek-han pulled him into a tighter embrace, as if trying to drown out his thoughts with closeness.
“Hey, Hyung, uh—”
It felt unbelievably good to be held like this, their bodies pressed so close that Tae-hyun’s heart threatened to burst. But then came the creeping worry about the noticeable swelling in his lower body. If this continued, Seo Baek-han would definitely notice. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, Seo Baek-han abruptly threw him onto the sofa bed, as though he’d been waiting for an excuse.
Was it because he didn’t like being called Hyung? A flicker of unease crossed Tae-hyun’s mind, making him momentarily hesitant. But before he could dwell on it, Baek-han braced his hands on either side of Tae-hyun’s head, leaning in close.
It goes without saying, but Seo Baek-han was so handsome that it was hard to find the right words to describe him. The soft light in the room cast shadows that effectively emphasized his already distinct features, and the lines of his arms and shoulders, revealed by the perfectly fitted shirt, were unrealistically perfect. I know it’s blasphemous to say in a country where the royal family exists, but today Seo Baek-han looked like a prince from a fairy tale.
“I can feel it, but I can’t quite grasp it…”
Every time he blinked, Seo Baek-han buried his face in a different part of Joo Tae-hyun’s body, breathing in his scent. In a situation like this, it would have been strange not to get aroused.
Each time Baek-han’s low, confused murmurs reached his ears, a throb pulsed through Tae-hyun’s lower body. And when Baek-han’s hair brushed against his neck just now, clear fluid had already begun to bead at the tip of his arousal.
“You get wet easily even without the Switch, huh?”
Seo Baek-han murmured as he nibbled on Joo Tae-hyun’s earlobe, as if he somehow knew the state of his body—even though Tae-hyun had only just begun to grow damp. His tone wasn’t reproachful; rather, it carried a trace of satisfaction, which eased Tae-hyun’s nerves just a little…
But that wasn’t it. He didn’t get wet easily. He never had.
The misunderstanding stung, but Tae-hyun was afraid that if he spoke up, it might dampen Seo Baek-han’s mood. So he said nothing, simply swallowing down his words along with the knot in his throat.
“Hng…!”
Before the swallowed saliva could even make it down his throat, Seo Baek-han brushed his lips lightly against Joo Tae-hyun’s and then pulled away. The sudden kiss drew out a strange sound from Tae-hyun—a mix between a moan and a gasp—that slipped past his lips despite his efforts to hold it back.
At the same moment, Baek-han’s hand slid to the nape of Tae-hyun’s neck, his fingers pressing in as he tilted his head slightly.
It was an unusual touch. It felt like Baek-han was firmly supporting the back of his head, yet at the same time, it felt like a silent claim—as if he were caging him in, declaring that Joo Tae-hyun belonged to him.
Anyway, the important thing was that Joo Tae-hyun’s lips parted slightly at his sudden action, and Seo Baek-han didn’t miss that gap.
He had wondered why the act of kissing was divided into pecks and kisses, but Joo Tae-hyun realized the reason when Seo Baek-han’s tongue suddenly invaded his mouth, touching his teeth and licking the roof of his mouth.
“Ugh, ungh…”
Unlike before, when he had been gradually taking steps as if to gauge something, Seo Baek-han’s kiss was very messy. Even Joo Tae-hyun, who was new to this, realized that he was using his tongue in a suggestive way.
“…Why are you so bad at this?”
After continuing a dense kiss that left me exhausted, Seo Baek-han chuckled in disbelief with his lips still touching mine. Joo Tae-hyun couldn’t say anything and just breathed heavily.
Because… it’s my first time.
First time…
Yes, first time.
Joo Tae-hyun knew he shouldn’t give it meaning. Seo Baek-han was only doing this to stabilize his pheromones—offering sex as a favor, nothing more. Tae-hyun reminded himself not to get caught up in sweet words like first kiss or first time…
But it felt too good.
Every time Seo Baek-han’s saliva spread across his skin, the strong peach scent flooded his senses, and with each wave of it, Tae-hyun felt himself climaxing lightly. He didn’t ejaculate, but his toes curled, and the muscles along the insides of his thighs tensed and trembled.
Most of all, his ass kept twitching. As if it remembered all too well how the owner of that pheromone had once worn down his inner walls, it pulsed with eager anticipation.
Dirty Switch? Even if he swallowed dozens—no, hundreds—of those pills, it could never feel this blissful.
“Ha, hng, hng…”
At the end of a rough kiss—so intense it stole even the gasps that had turned ragged without him noticing from the lack of air—Seo Baek-han bit down hard on Joo Tae-hyun’s lower lip. He only let go once the lip had swollen slightly.
Joo Tae-hyun didn’t know why Baek-han was so fixated on that spot, but it was exactly where his mole was.
Seo Baek-han looked down at the panting Joo Tae-hyun and smiled briefly.
“Well, it’s true that your unfamiliar scent makes me excited.”
There was doubt and some hesitation in Seo Baek-han’s touch as he pressed hard on Joo Tae-hyun’s sternocleidomastoid muscle, chest, and ribs.
“But it’s not enough to feel like a Pheromone disturbance or abnormality…”
Anyway, he knew that Joo Tae-hyun’s Pheromone was different from usual, and he felt a slight stirring in his body, but he was confused because there was nothing definite.
“There must be a reason why Second Prince, who even has an Imprinting partner, showed such a strong rejection.”
Imprinting. Joo Tae-hyun, feeling guilty for no reason, quietly turned his head and avoided Seo Baek-han’s gaze.
He hadn’t had enough time and had been uncomfortable lately, so he hadn’t looked into the unilateral Imprinting phenomenon in detail, but he thought that the reason why Seo Baek-han didn’t feel uncomfortable with his Pheromone, unlike Prince Lee, was probably because of that. Even if it was a solo Imprinting, his Pheromone wouldn’t make his Imprinting partner uncomfortable.
Joo Tae-hyun, who had been trying to deny that it might not be a unilateral Imprinting until just before the kiss, finally admitted it as if collapsing.
What could be more certain proof than the fact that Seo Baek-han was able to kiss a man like him?
As soon as a little room was given, his mind, which had gone crazy for him, began to cultivate his body like an Omega.
“Hmm.”
Having finished observing as much as he needed, Seo Baek-han unbuttoned his shirt and moved his body slightly. He didn’t get up from his seat, and he was even taking off his clothes, so it didn’t seem like he hated the act…
Joo Tae-hyun, glancing at him, blushed when he realized that his thigh was noticeably bulging.
Hyung got hard after kissing me…
Feeling embarrassed and ashamed for no reason, Joo Tae-hyun only listened to the sound of Seo Baek-han unbuttoning his shirt, and his heart gradually swelled. Joo Tae-hyun had to struggle to endure the heat that was inexplicably rising in his eyes.
“Tae-hyun-ah.”
“Ah… Ah, yes!”
At Seo Baek-han’s call, Joo Tae-hyun also hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt. It wasn’t like he was putting on clothes, he just had to take them off, but he didn’t know why his hands were fumbling like this. Joo Tae-hyun fidgeted to hide his trembling fingertips, cleared his throat, and acted busy for no reason.
Seo Baek-han, perhaps annoyed by Joo Tae-hyun’s distracting behavior, hooked his lips up and smiled crookedly as he straddled him.
Joo Tae-hyun, who thought even that was wonderful, belatedly realized that his gaze was sparsely directed downwards. He also realized that the reason for the laughter that had leaked out in disbelief was not his slow behavior but that.
Seo Baek-han was checking not his slightly wet crotch, but one of his tightly swollen thighs.
Joo Tae-hyun, who was also looking at where his gaze was going, suddenly had an exclamation mark pop up above his head at a certain thought that came to mind.
“Um, um, Hyung.”
“Hmm.”
It wasn’t just me who was excited. Seo Baek-han is also reacting to this situation.
Then, wasn’t the gaze that Seo Baek-han sent just now also a signal? Like a silent instruction to move on to the next step now that they’ve kissed…
“Is it my turn now?”
“Turn? What turn?”
“Well, Hyung kissed me just now. So this time, I should, you know, do it for you.”
Seo Baek-han probably thought Joo Tae-hyun had plenty of sexual experience. So he must have been wondering why Tae-hyun wasn’t taking the lead at a moment like this. That’s right—he’d even teased him earlier for being so bad at kissing.
He hadn’t been checking whether Tae-hyun was aroused—he must have been frustrated by how poorly he was responding.
“Do what? What?”
“…With my mouth, Hyung, here.”
Ah. But he said I was bad at kissing, so can I do a good job with my mouth… Should I just think of it as melting and sucking on soft ice cream?
“What? Wait a minute, Joo Tae-hyun.”
Joo Tae-hyun quickly got up and knelt on the floor, waiting. His knees, which were bruised black, seemed to be screaming in burning pain, but he held back so that Seo Baek-han wouldn’t notice.
“What kind of bastards have you been rolling around with, no, never mind.”
Judging by the way Seo Baek-han said that, it probably didn’t seem like Tae-hyun had no experience, right? Apart from feeling relieved, Seo Baek-han only sighed long through his nose as if he was dumbfounded, and the volume that had been visible over his pants seemed to have decreased a little compared to before.
Joo Tae-hyun, who had lightly climaxed as soon as he saw his excitement, was just embarrassed. Why? Ah, Hyung said that he likes to lead from beginning to end… Did I act too skilled?
Regret washed over Joo Tae-hyun a moment too late—but by then, he had already positioned himself between Seo Baek-han’s legs, his hand resting on the zipper.
If he backed down now, things might only grow more awkward. Apologizing and saying he’d do whatever Hyung told him to do wouldn’t make it any better.
Joo Tae-hyun couldn’t bring himself to check Seo Baek-han’s expression and only focused on slowly taking out his dick. The atmosphere seemed to have been ruined already, but he hoped that if he applied physical stimulation, even clumsily, his erection would be maintained.
“…Huh?”
However, Joo Tae-hyun, who had lowered the zipper and even lowered the underwear band, could only stare blankly at the hard flesh that had popped out for a moment, speechless. No, can this… be called a human body part?
“Uh, uh, Hyung. Maybe…”
It doesn’t seem like he’s Knotting… But it doesn’t seem like he’s fully erect either.
“Why?”
Seo Baek-han, who had finished taking off his shirt, looked at Joo Tae-hyun with his eyes slightly lowered. In his slightly narrowed eyes, there was a hint of playfulness and amusement, as if to say, “Let’s see how far you go.”
But right now, Joo Tae-hyun didn’t have time to mind that. That’s because.
“Did something this big… really come inside me?”
It was too big.
The question popped out without going through his brain because he was so flustered.
What was even more embarrassing was that Seo Baek-han’s dick had increased in size just before Joo Tae-hyun’s words were finished.