OMF Ch 16

It was Taegang, who always only got angry at him terrifyingly. Such a Taegang was using a gentle voice. At the sound of touching lips, his legs moved naturally. Though Seowoo had taken the dicks of Alphas countlessly, he had never kissed them. He knew that their holding him was only a relation for pregnancy or a relation merely chasing their own pleasure. Even so, Seowoo wanted to be touched gently by their hands and press lips together. Of course, it was a desire he could not put out of his mouth.

With a wall between them, he tilted his head to peek inside. Overlapping on top of each other on a spacious sofa, the two people were frantically rubbing lips together. Lowering his eyes open, Taegang kissed the Omega sitting on his lap while looking at him intently. Taegang, who only gave Seowoo glances mixed with contempt, had warm and gentle eyes. Looking lovingly at the Omega who entrusted his body with closed eyes, he mixed tongues. His large hands endlessly groped various parts of the Omega’s body.

Seowoo felt a pain as if his chest were stinging. Taegang’s Omega was clearly himself, though….

Taegang was only scary to him, but he knew that such a man was gentle to his Omega father. Since he had already seen the two together several times, it wasn’t a huge shock. In fact, when Seowoo first saw Taegang touching the body of his Omega father, he felt a severe repulsion. To Seowoo, who grew up in Beta society, having a sexual relation with the father who gave birth to him was something contrary to common sense.

Now that he had adapted to a certain extent to the customs of a trait family, he was not greatly surprised no matter what state they were in. However, Seowoo entered this family as Taegang’s Omega. Though he knew Taegang was reluctant to hold him, he was still Taegang’s Omega.

No matter if Taegang had held his Omega father until he came and until he became an adult, Taegang was now his Alpha. Even so, Seowoo had no choice but to merely watch his Alpha holding another Omega in his arms and kissing him. Because he was not even granted the right to be jealous.

A transparent film formed in Seowoo’s eyes as he watched the father and son desiring each other’s lips. His plump lips began to twitch, and wrinkles like small walnuts formed on his chin. Seowoo tried hard to hold back his tears, but perhaps because his breathing grew rough, Taegang raised his eyes. His sharp eyes turned toward the hallway corner where Seowoo stood. Soon, a cold gaze reached him. Finding the small silhouette standing at the end of the hallway, wrinkles formed around Taegang’s eyes.

Meeting eyes with Taegang, the surprised Seowoo flinched and trembled. He wanted to bow his head and run away, but he couldn’t escape the gaze looking at him. Taegang looked at Seowoo as if telling him not to take his eyes off. Taegang’s eyes, frowning his brows, grew even darker. Binding Seowoo with his gaze, Taegang kissed the Omega held in his arms.

Without taking his eyes off the trembling Seowoo for even a moment, Taegang, fixing his gaze, licked the lips of the Omega held in his arms and invaded his mouth.

“Mmgh…!”

The Omega struggled at the rougher kiss, but Taegang’s kiss only grew deeper. The hand that was holding the Omega’s lower back slid down to grip his buttocks. Kneading the plump buttocks, the fingertips fumbling around the entrance where his was inserted were explicit.

“Haahng, ngh!”

Taegang thrust his hips upward while staring straight into Seowoo’s eyes. At Taegang’s movement thrusting deep, a high-pitched moan leaked from the Omega’s mouth.

Trapped helplessly within Taegang’s gaze, Seowoo watched each and every gesture of Taegang—licking the Omega’s lips, groping his body, and thrusting his hips upward—as if spellbound. His body trembled for a reason different from a moment ago.

It felt as if the one Taegang was touching and kissing was himself. Looking at the panting Seowoo, Taegang raised the corners of his mouth while thrusting his hips upward strongly once more. Looking at Taegang who smiled venomously toward him, the front of Seowoo’s eyes went blank.

Seowoo realized that he had ejaculated without any stimulation. Seeing Seowoo standing foolishly while shedding tears drop by drop, perhaps due to the shock of ejaculation, Taegang raised the corners of his mouth and kissed the lips of the Omega in his arms. For some reason, he felt endlessly satisfied.

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Barely entering the room on wobbling legs, Seowoo sat as if collapsing on the bed. The sight of Taegang holding the Omega in his arms while staring intently at him flickered before his eyes. It felt as if Taegang’s hot gaze was still directed at him. Seowoo’s body trembled finely.

As if fleeing, he went up frantically to the second floor where his room was located. Passing by the sofa where Taegang sat overlapping bodies with the Omega, he felt like he heard a snicker. But Seowoo was possessed by the thought that he simply had to hide his body from Taegang’s gaze. He was terrified to continue facing Taegang, who seemed to strip his clothes off with just his gaze. He was scared of what he himself—not Taegang—might do.

The thought that the one sitting on Taegang’s lap and shaking his buttocks had to be himself took over his mind. Even though he knew that he had no right to be jealous, whether Taegang held his Omega father or anyone else….

Taking a deep sigh, Seowoo stopped as he tried to stand up from his spot.

“…Ngh.”

The wetly soaked underwear stuck to his body, giving an unpleasant texture. The underwear was so stickily wet that he wondered how he had managed to walk into the room without thinking. Realizing his underwear soaked with his ejaculatory fluid only now, he must have been out of his mind.

Tightly biting his lips, Seowoo was about to take off his pants.

The closed door opened, and a giant silhouette entered the room. It was Taegang in an arrogant appearance with his pant buckle undone and his shirt buttons less than half-fastened. From Taegang, who stood leaning his shoulders against the doorframe with crossed arms looking at Seowoo, the scent of a male who had just been having rough sex wafted strongly.

Holding his half-off pants and standing awkwardly, Seowoo swallowed his saliva. Horizontally long-slit eyes swept over Seowoo’s white, revealed thighs. The look in Taegang’s eyes, which he usually thought was sharp, appeared lazily relaxed today. Looking at Seowoo, who couldn’t hide his tension, Taegang let out a smirk. Soon, straightening his huge frame that had been leaning against the doorframe, Taegang slowly approached Seowoo.

Late afternoon as the sun was setting. The room, where lights hadn’t been turned on yet, was dim. As Taegang approached, shadows fell before Seowoo’s eyes. Standing as if blocking the front of Seowoo before he knew it, a thick night-flower scent wafted from Taegang.

Taegang was merely looking down at Seowoo with lazy eyes without saying anything.

Hiding as if taking shelter from the gaze of Taegang standing in front of him, Seowoo bowed his head deeply and brought his fingertips to his mouth. The pants he was holding in his hand slid down past his thighs and along his slender calves, falling to the floor like a cast-off skin. Seowoo, whose mind couldn’t function normally in front of Taegang, merely gnawed on his trembling fingertips without even recognizing that his pants had slid down, out of anxiety and fear.

Taegang’s gaze landed on the bare legs revealed as the pants fell. An urge arose to leave his bite marks on the ankle, which seemed like it would easily fit inside one hand. The protruding ankle bone and Achilles tendon looked fragile enough to snap at any moment. Sweeping slowly up the slender calves, the heavily bruised knees, and the thighs that at least had some flesh on them, Taegang’s gaze stopped atop the wetly soaked underwear.