2.1 The First Leap (3)

He drenched Geum Seoul in pheromones. It was the same during sex and after it was over. He knew where that urge stemmed from. He liked Geum Seoul quite a bit. From his pretty face to his personality that didn't involve whining. His quick wit and his slutty body. Even the way his pheromones—which normally should have flared up in response—remained suppressed until the end fit his taste perfectly. For Gye Do-hyeop, who usually avoided other people's pheromones and had only embraced betas, it was a point that hit the mark perfectly.

Since Geum Seoul was a Dominant, there was a possibility of pregnancy even outside of a rut, making the use of condoms a chore, but it was well worth the effort.

Appearance, voice, pheromones, scent. Everything was to his liking, and the fact that he gave unpredictable reactions during conversation felt refreshing. It wasn't that he harbored grand emotions, but he was the perfect partner to get physical with every now and then. A brief variable in his life. Watching the pale toes peeking out from under the blanket, Gye Do-hyeop set down the transparent water glass and sat up.