Though it was autumn, it was quite chilly since it was night. Jeonghan took off the trench coat he was wearing and draped it over Wooyeon’s shoulders. Then he bent down his large body that seemed to easily surpass 190cm.
“Sunbae.”
At the suddenly softened voice, Sunwoo’s gaze naturally turned back to his face. It seemed like a different person. With a puzzled face as if watching a strange play, Sunwoo looked at the two of them.
“Open your eyes. We have to go home.”
With a refined face that looked like he’d never been to a place like this in his life, he crouched down under the pojangmacha table, stretched out his arm, and caressed Wooyeon’s cheek. At the touch that seemed to caress something precious, Wooyeon, who had been sleeping, slowly opened his eyes. When their eyes met, Kwon Jeonghan smiled benevolently as if he were the kindest person in the world. And Sunwoo, watching all of this, felt something off.
“……Jeonghan-ah.”
Wooyeon called his name in a tearful voice. Sunwoo became unpleasant at the feeling of intruding as an uninvited guest in a play where the two were the protagonists. What was that appearance of Kwon Jeonghan he saw earlier? If you only saw his current face, it would be hard to even imagine that cold face from before.
“I told you not to drink in places like this. What if you catch a cold?”
Though he was younger than Wooyeon, he naturally caressed his hair and cheeks as if he were a guardian. Wooyeon also seemed accustomed to it as he received that physical contact and got up from his seat following Jeonghan’s touch as he was being helped up. Jeonghan naturally embraced him with his broad shoulders as if it were obvious, as he staggered from being drunk.
“Let’s go home, sunbae.”
Jeonghan fastened the trench coat draped over Wooyeon’s shoulders that was much too large for him. Then Jeonghan, who patted his shoulders as if soothing the drunk him, looked at Sunwoo standing on the opposite side.
Unlike the warm and affectionate touch and voice, Sunwoo got goosebumps at the eyes glaring coldly. Leaning his shoulder on him, Wooyeon followed him out with staggering steps without giving Sunwoo a glance. There was no room for Sunwoo to intervene.
Sunwoo stood there blankly until Kwon Jeonghan took Wooyeon and loaded him into a foreign car that didn’t even suit this neighborhood and disappeared from sight. Even before trying anything once, his one-sided love ended so futilely like that.
* * *
When drunk, Wooyeon became clingy. As soon as they entered the villa, he clung to Jeonghan, causing Jeonghan’s trench coat to fall below the entrance. Stepping on his trench coat worth millions of won with staggering feet, Wooyeon kissed Jeonghan. The hands holding onto him, who was much larger than himself, were desperate.
“Jeonghan-ah……”
The kiss tasted of alcohol and tears. Jeonghan looked down at Wooyeon’s face still embracing his neck. His long eyelashes were wet with tears, and above his cheeks dyed peach color, wet with tears, he had a lewd face.
“Why?”
Unable to bear that loveliness, Jeonghan kissed Wooyeon’s lips again in small pecks. The plump lips wet with tears crumpled with good sensitivity. Just from the kisses, moaning sounds flowed out from between Wooyeon’s lips.
“Jeonghan-ah.”
“Yeah. Tell me.”
Wooyeon, who had pitifully fallen away, raised his trembling eyelashes upward and looked up at Jeonghan. When their wet eyes met, Jeonghan smiled gently.
“The engagement…… can’t you not do it?”
Tears poured out profusely from his large eyes. When drunk, Wooyeon not only became clingy but also honest. Jeonghan smiled with satisfaction and brushed back Wooyeon’s hair.
“Don’t do it……”
“Why not?”
“……”
Wooyeon, who closed his lips as if resentful, looked at Jeonghan. What was so grievous, tears kept rolling down from his large eyes. Jeonghan’s long fingers caressed his face crying without sobbing.
“Because I hate it.”
“What do you hate?”
“I hate that you’re getting engaged.”
The long eyelashes that had been stuck below his eyes soaked heavily lifted up again.
“I’ll…… do well.”
“How will you do well?”
“Everything, everything……”
Jeonghan, who grinned, lowered his head to Wooyeon again and kissed him. As Jeonghan’s tongue parted the wet lips and ravaged the inside of Wooyeon’s mouth, Wooyeon’s body clinging to Jeonghan trembled with jolts. The sensitive mucous membrane flinched and reacted every time it touched him.
“If you act this pretty, I can’t even get angry.”
“Don’t be angry……”
Jeonghan lowered his head and kissed Wooyeon’s cheek, who was in his arms, with a smacking sound. Wooyeon, who slightly shrunk his body, pulled his head away again and looked at Jeonghan.
“I, I’ll do everything well.”
“Marriage too?”
“Huh……?”
“Then will you marry me too?”
As if startled even while drunk, Wooyeon unwrapped his arms from around Jeonghan. At those two letters, marriage, Wooyeon was trembling his lips with eyes full of despair.
“N-no……”
“……”
“Except for that……”
Jeonghan let out a long sigh as if he expected that and lifted Wooyeon up. Jeonghan, who easily lifted him without weight, sat him on the drawer next to the entrance. The two, who had become similar in eye level, met gazes. The tears that fell from his swollen eyes wet Wooyeon’s knees.
“Sunbae requires more care than I thought.”
Jeonghan, who grabbed and lifted Wooyeon’s ankle, took off Wooyeon’s shoes.
* * *
An empty corridor, dimly lit lighting in the darkness, the sound of a piano heard from afar.
Wooyeon, who had been looking around, walked following the source of light visible in the distance. If he didn’t walk, it felt like the ground beneath his feet was caving in and sinking. The steps walking as if fleeing unavoidably while staggering were precarious.
The piano sound growing louder. The end of the long corridor was in front of a room’s door. Looking back, there was nothing but pitch-black darkness.
As the sensation of the ground beneath his feet caving in again gradually increased, when he opened the door where light leaked out long, there was the back of a man sitting on a chair.
「You came all the way here. Without knowing your place.」
Bang!
The beautiful piano sound that had been continuously playing stopped. The other man who stood up in front of the seated man, in front of the large grand piano, was Seoha.
Their large, bewitching eyes met. He with a beautiful face looked at Wooyeon as if looking at something dirty and walked forward.
「I told you, right? You’re my substitute.」
What Seoha approached wasn’t Wooyeon, but the seated man. Seoha, who raised his bent knee onto the chair where he was sitting, stretched out his arm and embraced that man’s broad shoulders.
Though he couldn’t see the face, he could tell. The man was Jeonghan.
He, who got on top of Jeonghan’s thighs, sneered at Wooyeon and ruffled his thick hair with his hands. His body wouldn’t move. He wanted to shout something but no sound would pass through his vocal cords.
「I told you anyway, I’m the one who gets Kwon Jeonghan.」
He who let out a sneer lowered his head and approached to kiss Jeonghan.
I hate it, I hate it!!
He kept shouting endlessly but no sound leaked out. Without being conscious of it, his cheeks were getting completely soaked with tears.
“……Hng, no, I hate it……! Huung!”
Blink. As if he still didn’t have a sense of reality, Wooyeon stopped breathing and blinked his eyes several times.
In the room with the lights off, the light coming from the lighting turned on nearby dimly illuminated Wooyeon’s cheek. The gasping breaths came and touched the hand placed next to him. Whether it was reality or a dream, Wooyeon still couldn’t distinguish well.
“What do you hate?”
Jeonghan’s voice tinged with laughter was heard. As he, who had been positioned behind Wooyeon’s back, lowered his head and swallowed the lips of Wooyeon who had turned his head, a thrilling sharp pain came to the anal already spread open to its limit. While comforting moaning Wooyeon by brushing back his hair, Jeonghan didn’t stop kissing.
“It hurts……!”
“Why are you crying so much, it’s all over.”
As soon as the squelching kiss ended and his lips fell away, Wooyeon let out a moan. He didn’t even know when the sex had started. On the rare days when Wooyeon got drunk, Jeonghan had the bad taste of having sex with Wooyeon who had fallen asleep drunk.
Jeonghan lowered his head and kissed the back of Wooyeon’s neck as he cried profusely. Seeing how much it hurt, it seemed Jeonghan had knotted. The penis of an already unbearably large size had the root bulging out swollen.
“Pull out, it hurts…… pull it out.”
He couldn’t tell if the tears that kept falling without stopping were because of the dream or because of the knotting. Wooyeon just became sad about everything. The semen continuously shot from the rock-hard penis was hotly heating up the tender uterus inside. It was a sensation he couldn’t get used to no matter how many times they did it.
“You know you’ll get hurt if I pull out now, just endure a little.”
“You said it was all over!”
His whole body was wet with sweat, semen, and love fluid. He couldn’t even guess how much sex had been done while he was asleep. Wooyeon exhaled grievous breaths rapidly. It became clear once again. The reason Jeonghan kept him by his side.
“It’s true, it’s almost over.”
“You bad, bad bastard……”
It was because he was a recessive omega. Because he was a recessive omega who resembled Seoha. Whether it was for money or pheromones, because he was an omega who easily spread his legs but couldn’t get pregnant. That’s why he was surely doing this knotting for fun like this. Sadness rushed in like a tidal wave.
“Ah, hng……!”
It wasn’t a lie that the knotting was almost over, as the penis root that had swollen hard like a rock gradually decreased. When the knotting ended, semen leaked out from the anal that had become squelchy with Jeonghan’s semen. The sensation of semen flowing between his legs was vivid.
