LM 47

“I told you, don’t…!”

His face was bright red, and tears glistened under his eyes. Kwon Siyul quickly tried to wipe the semen off Woo Hyunse’s face, but Woo Hyunse stopped him. He wiped his own wet cheek while pushing Kwon Siyul’s chest down with his other hand. He lay Kwon Siyul back on the floor and stroked his own shaft with his slick fingers.

“I told you to keep your legs spread apart.”

They had closed again without him realizing it. Kwon Siyul tightly shut his eyes, fearing he might be hit next. He wasn’t. Instead, his knees were grabbed and pushed up, lifting his calves clean into the air. Woo Hyunse kneaded Kwon Siyul’s pale buttocks like clay and pulled him closer. He gently rubbed his thick shaft against Kwon Siyul’s small testicles and softened member, then moved lower down his body.

“Hnng…”

Kwon Siyul’s eyelids were half-closed and his eyes clouded over. The head that had been pressing against his entrance pushed inside. His slim stomach caved in and then bulged out. As he tried to adjust while breathing heavily, Woo Hyunse didn’t even give him time to recover.

He forced his way through the tightening passage, pushing his thick shaft in all at once. The forceful thrust made Kwon Siyul twist Woo Hyunses wrist and turn his head. The tears that had welled up in his eyes fell onto the blanket.

“Hgh…ugh, hnngh…”

Even though his body had softened after the climax, it was still difficult to take it in all at once. Feeling like his stomach might burst from the pressure, Kwon Siyul touched his own belly. His hand also grasped his member. He thought it would be limp, but it had become fully erect again the moment Woo Hyunse’s penis forcibly made its way inside and settled.

“Hah…”

Kwon Siyul opened his tightly shut eyes after hearing the low exhale above his head. As if holding back something intensely, deep lines appeared on Woo Hyunse’s temples. The muscles in his jaw were clearly defined, his upper body muscles were more taut than usual, and veins ran down his forearms, lower arms, and the back of his hands holding Kwon Siyul’s waist, like vines climbing a wall.

Woo Hyunse had been looking down at him the whole time. So their eyes meeting was inevitable. Kwon Siyul’s grip on Woo Hyunse’s wrist tightened. His lower half also twitched, becoming even fuller. He was getting more and more impatient. He wanted to be closer to Woo Hyunse. He wanted to kiss him. He wanted to wrap his arms around his neck and cling to him.

And above all…

“Can’t you…hnn…release your pheromones?”

He knew that it wouldn’t have any effect. But he didn’t care. Since Woo Hyunse said he would suppress his rut with medication, Kwon Siyul wanted him to release his pheromones fully now instead. Even if he did, it wouldn’t make Kwon Siyul produce semen or become overly excited, but that was okay.

Woo Hyunse was silent for a moment. He simply gripped Kwon Siyul’s side hard enough to hurt.

“If that’s what you want.”

Their bodies merged into one. Woo Hyunse pulled Kwon Siyul completely into his embrace and moved slowly as if going through the motions of rowing. Even though he was pressing down heavily, making it hard to breathe, Kwon Siyul clung tightly to Woo Hyunse, burying his face in the other man’s chest.

He couldn’t tell if pheromones were being released. But it felt like they were pouring down like a sudden rain. Kwon Siyul inhaled the sweet scent of skin deeply, like a person thirsty for pheromones.

Even though he couldn’t smell the scent, Kwon Siyul was getting wet deep inside. Gradually, bit by bit, this was becoming more and more true.

* * *

The meeting with In Seohee was being postponed repeatedly under the excuse of being busy with work. While he hoped time would bury the matter, Woo Gibbeum took the opportunity to intervene. Whether out of a sense of mission to push him into a pit, or out of petty revenge for the cuckoo’s chick, Woo Gibbeum was quite enthusiastic for Woo Hyunse to get married.

This gathering was part of those efforts. Woo Gibbeum had arranged a date for the two of them, and before long, the person he had only seen in photos was sitting across from him.

Woo Hyunse inwardly clicked his tongue. He felt the sudden urge to leave immediately. But he couldn’t avoid such a thing forever. It was something he had to face at some point.

Marriage.

His tie felt constricting. He loosened it with his fingers, then took it off completely and stuffed it carelessly into his pocket. It might be impolite of him for a first meeting, but he didn’t care about any of that. In truth, his mind was as twisted as a teenage boy’s.

He’d have to go through with it, right?

No, he must do it.

Suppressing the violent urge to beat someone up, he put on a mask of amiability. His smile looked so kind that no one could tell what was lurking behind it. Just curving his eyes slightly and lifting his lips gently was enough to create this sort of impression.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Woo Hyunse.”

“Is that so? It’s not the first time for me.”

“Have you seen me before?”

“Yes. At the charity party last time. We were both busy, so we couldn’t greet each other.”

The woman smiled softly. She had a beautiful face. And she was an Omega. The harmony between her unique pheromones and perfume was well-matched.

In the past, he might have thought it wasn’t bad and given a generous first impression of the woman, but now somehow everything didn’t sit well with him. The scent she gave off was too strong. He realized his taste must have changed—rather than this kind of scent, he preferred subtle fabric softener or modest scents like the wisteria he had once smelled. For instance, the natural scent emanating from Kwon Siyul’s nape whenever it flushed with fever.

Just this morning, Woo Hyunse remembered burying his nose in the other man’s exposed nape and inhaling deeply as if drawing in precious cigarette smoke. He had wrapped his legs and arms tightly around the whimpering Kwon Siyul. Despite having no pheromones, his body scent was always sweet. Even his sweat smelled more tangy than sour, whetting his appetite for more. Maybe that was why he kept licking, sucking, and biting.

It wasn’t entirely his fault. It was because of Kwon Siyul, who unnecessarily smelled so sweet.

“Is that so? I must have forgotten that day.”

Or perhaps he had thought it wasn’t worth remembering.

“It doesn’t matter since we’ve met like this now.”

In Seohee seemed to already know that she would be entangled with him in some way. Was a long conversation necessary? Woo Hyunse found this meeting to be an extreme nuisance. It might be better to work in the office instead. Or perhaps go home early and kidnap Kwon Siyul from the bar and bring him home.

After hearing the name In Seohee from Woo Taeju’s lips, Woo Hyunse did some investigation of his own. It turned out she was the second daughter of Yuyeong Industries and a lawyer at Yusong Law Firm. Her titles were impressive. However, the patriarch at home looked more at In Seohee’s maternal side. Her maternal grandmother was a 5-term congressman from the same party, and it was widely known in this field that she doted on In Seohee more than any other of her grandchildren.

Still unable to let go of the lingering attachment.

He hid his scathing sneer behind the teacup.

“I’m In Seohee. You probably already know.”

“I’ve heard the name before. That Taeju boy told me first.”

The conversation paused briefly as the food arrived. In Seohee barely touched the food on her plate. Woo Hyunse was the same.

“They said next year would be good for the wedding.”

In Seohee continued calmly. There was no opinion from the parties involved. They were like livestock to be sold when the time came. Maybe In Seohee was like that too. Anyway, the wedding planner would be taking care of everything from start to finish, so there was no point in getting himself involved in this.

“I’d like to skip the engagement ceremony. I’ll tell the elders that too.”

“Okay.”

“I’m thinking of having a child right after the marriage. Given our age and all.”

She was unrestrained in revealing her plans. It seemed that even if someone other than Woo Hyunse were sitting next to her, In Seohee’s future would be just as certain. Woo Hyunse looked at In Seohee as if he were in the middle of watching the news about incidents and accidents of people completely unrelated to him. There wasn’t even a nail’s worth of interest evident in his eyes. When their gazes met, he simply smiled and pretended to listen.

“What about you, Hyunse?”

“I don’t have any particular plans. I’ll try to accommodate what you want as much as possible, In Seohee.”

Objectively, In Seohee wasn’t bad as a wife. She had status, background, personality, looks, and the characteristics of being an Omega. If he chose In Seohee, he wouldn’t have to repeat this meaningless struggle dozens of times.

“May I ask one thing?”

“Yes.”

“Why me specifically? You must know that I’m not Congressman Woo’s legitimate child. I might not be enough as your spouse. Am I satisfactory in Kim Congressman’s eyes?”

“Because you’re a dominant Alphas, Hyunse.”

“…”

“And I’m a dominant Omega.”

This was fucked up. If this wasn’t animal mating, then what was it? The corners of his mouth, which he had been maintaining well up to this point, twitched and stiffened. It didn’t show outwardly. He was used to hiding his true feelings from others.

“Before the marriage, there’s one thing I’d like to ask of you, Hyunse.”

“What is it?”

“Let’s not be tacky with each other. You know, constraining each other and such.”

“Constraining, you say.”

“It means there’s no need to cut ties with others. I won’t do it either.”

This was welcoming news. Even if she hadn’t suggested it, he would have brought it up sooner or later.

“Is that okay with your lover?”

In Seohee simply took a sip of tea. It was a silent affirmation. It was truly admirable, that pure love that would continue the relationship even when the other person was getting married and planning to have children.

“Does your lover have no demands? In exchange for your marriage?”

“Please refrain from showing interest in my private life as well.”

This was exactly what he wanted all along. Woo Hyunse raised both hands as a sign of backing off. Their conversation ended there. Throughout the meal, there had hardly been any sounds of clattering dishes. It was an incredibly dry meal for two people who met for the very purpose of marriage.