Ch 16

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Four Months Before That Day (3)

 

Eunho’s gaze was embarrassingly focused on one spot. The broad shoulders and thick chest, the tightly woven abs were dizzying enough to strike the eye, but more than anything, he was nervous that Yoonjae’s engorged member, with its prominent veins, might not be able to force its way inside him. He hadn’t had many opportunities to see another man’s, and even less so an alpha of Yoonjae’s caliber.

 

While Yoonjae distracted him by licking between his ribs, his index and middle fingers slowly pressed into his wet entrance. Eunho’s breathing gradually grew rougher.

 

“Ah…, hhh…….”

 

The path of his narrow inner walls opened to accommodate the wriggling fingers. Even with only two fingers inside, their length stimulated him deeply, causing his toes to curl and the inside of his thighs to tremble.

 

His thick-boned fingers slowly stirred inside him. He didn’t want to come with just fingers, but Hyunjun’s touch was on another level, and excitement rose to the point where his neck stiffened.

 

“Sl… slow… down. Hiss.”

 

Yoonjae acted as if he had made up his mind. He pushed in his ring finger and scraped the inside, making his body tingle as if his insides were a mess. The moment he pushed his fingers all the way in and deliberately pressed down on his swollen prostate, Eunho’s back arched sharply and a raw moan escaped him.

 

“I’m… I’m gonna cu… come, hhh…….”

 

The sensation of coming surged again. He wanted to hold back, but the extreme point kept being pressed, and his reason gradually evaporated. A milky fluid kept pooling on his concave navel.

 

“It’ll be a problem if you’re tired before we even start.”

 

Yoonjae bit his lip as if holding back a laugh, and let out a soft hiss. Then, he wiped his soaked stomach with a nearby towel. Lying still and panting, Eunho slowly blinked and reached out to him.

 

“Hold me.”

 

His firm chest pressed against Eunho’s without a gap. As he said, they hadn’t even started, but he could feel his heart beating twice as fast as usual against his chest.

 

The pheromones slowly dripping down his neck gradually soaked into Eunho’s mind. Each time the heavy, woody scent that resembled him poured out, the hot interior below his waist dripped with fluid. Eunho instinctively spread his thighs to accept the alpha. He lowered his arm and grasped his penis, which twitched as if breathing even with the slightest touch.

 

“…I want you inside.”

 

He gripped Yoonjae’s throbbing member and brought it to his wet entrance, whining in a way that melted his heart.

 

“Put it in quickly.”

 

Sweat trickling down to his sideburns gathered and slid down Yoonjae’s chin. He smiled faintly at Eunho’s coquettish tone and traced Eunho’s lower lip with his thumb.

 

“Thank you.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“For keeping your promise.”

 

Promise? Eunho drew a large question mark over his head as if he didn’t understand. Yoonjae stroked Eunho’s flushed cheeks, only murmuring that he was pretty, and didn’t give him an answer.

 

Perhaps because of the slippery fluid, his penis kept slipping to the side and couldn’t enter. Anxious, Eunho grabbed the shaft again and aligned it with the edge of his entrance.

 

When Yoonjae pressed down heavily with his hips, he felt the distinct sensation of the head catching on his entrance, and at the same time, a heavy, tingling sensation instantly burrowed into his stomach.

 

“Hhh, ju… just a moment, ah, ahhk.”

 

His sentences were broken off as he inhaled between syllables.

 

His narrow entrance struggled to accept him, tightening urgently. Yoonjae’s penis was too big, and even though he wanted the alpha, his body shrank back as if wary. The feeling of his penis pushing into his organs was more painful than ecstatic, and Eunho stiffly arched his back, unintentionally tensing his stomach.

 

“Breathe slowly.”

 

He stroked his stiff spine with his palm, soothing him gently, but Yoonjae’s chin trembled slightly as he paused the insertion in an awkward state. It was just as difficult for Yoonjae, who was controlling his breathing by expanding his chest, as if Eunho was strangling him from below.

 

“Aaaaah.”

 

Forgetting his shame, Eunho absorbed as much of Yoonjae’s pheromones as possible and spread his thighs wider. As if acknowledging Eunho’s efforts, Yoonjae grasped his soft buttocks and pulled him closer, slowly continuing the insertion.

 

His alcohol-soaked brain had long been incapable of normal thought, and instinct controlled everything, but even in a situation where only instinct remained, accepting him was extremely difficult.

 

Yoonjae’s mind reeled from the mucous membrane that bit down as if pulling him each time he pushed his penis in and out. The slow pace made him feel impatient, so he grabbed his hips and pushed all the way to the root in one go, and Eunho let out a scream. At the same time, his inner walls contracted and narrowed instantly.

 

“Hhh… hhh.”

 

Eunho’s labored breathing fueled his desire. Sweat that had trickled down to his sideburns hung from his chin and fell onto Eunho’s chest.

 

“Yoo Eunho.”

 

Even when he called his name, his blurred eyes, as if out of focus, couldn’t look straight at Yoonjae. Yoonjae leaned over and stimulated the pheromone gland on Eunho’s neck. He pressed his lips against it and s*ck*d as if adhering to it, then bared his teeth and bit down slightly, and Eunho, who had regained his senses, turned his head and looked up at Yoonjae.

 

“Are you okay? Huh?”

 

Yoonjae’s sweetly soaked voice pierced Eunho’s eardrums. Eunho nodded and released his pheromones. A faint floral scent rippled around him like a heat haze.

 

As his stiff body gradually relaxed and opened, Yoonjae, who had been moving back and forth with his hips, intertwined his fingers with Eunho’s and lowered his head to trace his lips. Each time he was tightly filled and pulled out of Eunho’s stomach, a groan as if in pain was swallowed into Yoonjae’s mouth.

 

“Hng.”

 

Yoonjae increased his speed and pressed in heavily. When he pierced deep inside, a place that he didn’t usually reach, Eunho’s lean stomach heaved greatly. His body, which had been painful from opening up to such a depth, gradually adapted over time and poured out a sticky pheromone, and the pleasure piled up in layers. Eunho’s body shook wildly to Yoonjae’s rhythmic hip movements. Eunho’s patience evaporated with the soaring elation.

 

“Ah… hhh.”

 

An obscene moan escaped Eunho’s lips and his eyes clouded over. Each time Yoonjae’s firm thighs crushed his soft buttocks, the lewd sound of sweat splashing echoed in the room and pierced his ears again.

 

Eunho was sensual just by being flushed red. The way he licked his lips with his tongue in a completely disheveled state aroused raw stimulation. Yoonjae suppressed the surging sensation of coming and delved even deeper.

 

Yoonjae lifted Eunho’s legs, spread apart on either side, over his shoulders and leaned over to attempt a deep insertion. Eunho’s whole body trembled as if electrified, and he frowned. There was no more room to enter, but he didn’t know the limit and kept thrusting, crushing every spot and making his thighs tremble.

 

Eunho’s penis, which had come several times, regained its elasticity and became erect again. Yoonjae’s large hand wrapped around Eunho’s penis and quickly moved it up and down. The hand that had been gripping the sheet desperately grabbed Yoonjae’s shoulder and dug in its nails.

 

“Huk… st… stop!”

 

A fluid, thinner than before, drew an arc and poured onto his chest. In the meantime, as the wave of pleasure that rushed in swept through all his senses, his insides convulsed and twisted Yoonjae’s firm flesh as if wringing it out. Excited by the suddenly narrowed inner walls, Yoonjae grabbed Eunho’s body, whose afterglow of climax had not yet ended, and violently made his final spurt.

 

Eunho’s moans of pain gradually poured out like screams.

 

At the same time as his cheeks tensed, his back floated off the sheet. Something hot burst deep inside his stomach, and his firm flesh writhed as if breathing.

 

“Haa… haa.”

 

Yoonjae’s sweaty, flat abs rippled as if convulsing. Yoonjae, who had been panting heavily, lowered his legs from his shoulders and put his weight on Eunho, hugging him tightly enough to crush him. Sharp pleasure rushed in without a break.

 

“Why…….”

 

Tears streamed down his face from the intense org*sm. He had mixed bodies with Hyunjun for quite some time, but this was the first time he had lost his mind and become excited. It was as if all the sex he had had until now had been a fiction, and a sudden fatigue and exhaustion weighed down on his whole body. As he swallowed a faint breath as if it would break, a low, soft voice landed in Eunho’s ear.

 

“Why are you crying?”

 

“…….”

 

“Don’t cry.”

 

Yoonjae’s hot lips touched the corner of Eunho’s eye and swallowed the flowing tears. Eunho was afraid of everything. It had only been a reckless game that started with a bit of stubbornness, but Yoonjae had flown into his heart and settled there without warning.

 

Impulse came unexpectedly and swallowed everything. Meeting Yoonjae and the affection he showed him was so different from Hyunjun, who only satisfied his desires without foreplay and left him alone, that he was shocked. The moment he confirmed his ambiguous feelings, Eunho was afraid that his desire would grow endlessly in the midst of guilt and swallow him up.

 

***

 

Unconsciously, he reached out to grab the blanket, but felt a warm body temperature. Eunho barely opened one eye, then quickly lifted his eyelids at the spectacle of flesh that blocked his view like a wall.

 

He originally liked skinship, but he was surprised to realize that he had fallen asleep crushing his chest. Yoonjae was tired and buried in the pillow, fast asleep without even moving. Each time his even breath scattered and disappeared on Eunho’s face, his heart fluttered.

 

‘He had feelings for me?’

 

In the past, he had clearly received a confession from Hyunjun, but Yoonjae’s confession felt unfamiliar and strange. Was it because his self-esteem had collapsed because he was now in a position to beg and cling to Hyunjun for love? He was a little suspicious that someone so perfect was coming on to him, and above all, his guilt towards Hyunjun piled up like a fan.

 

“What are you worrying about so much?”

 

“Huh? When did you wake up?”

 

“Just now.”

 

His sunken voice rang out softly. When he lifted his head to look at Yoonjae’s face, his half-open eyes moved slowly and turned to Eunho. Yoonjae’s usually straight eyes were gone, and the corners of his eyes, which drew a soft curve, were narrowly folded. The very fact that he was lying so close to him felt unreal. As he stared blankly at him, his long-fingered hand came over and rubbed his cheek before pushing the fallen bangs behind his ear.

 

“Are you okay?”

 

Eunho’s face flushed red as he immediately understood the meaning of his words. Even though his head was refreshed as soon as he opened his eyes, his lower back was stiff and sore, and the way he asked with concern made him feel embarrassed as if he was bringing back all the memories of last night. He bit his lower lip and nodded, and he gently caressed his lower lip with his thumb as if telling him not to do that.

 

Yoonjae’s eyes scanned Eunho’s face carefully. How long had it been since he had received a gaze that was solely focused on him? Eunho’s reason was shaken by the waves of emotion that came over him from time to time like a manic-depressive patient.

 

“Executive Director.”

 

“How about calling me by my name when we’re alone?”

 

Even his sunken voice felt deep and sweet. Fresh pheromones fluttered from him as he probed and confirmed the other person’s feelings.

 

“…I.”

 

Eunho hesitated. It would be a lie to say that he wasn’t shaken by the sudden confession. What’s more, someone who had everything was coming and knocking on his door. He wanted to grab this person without asking or questioning, but he was worried about his boyfriend, Hyunjun. If he suddenly told him that he was breaking up with him before the exam, he thought that he might ruin all of Hyunjun’s efforts so far. He thought that even if he broke up with him, it was a matter of courtesy to his long-standing relationship to talk about it after the exam was over.

 

“Please give me some time to think and sort things out.”

 

“…….”

 

“You know. My situation.”

 

Yoonjae, who knew Eunho’s tendencies, didn’t cut him off and gave him an unknown smile. He could clearly see what Eunho was thinking. He knew that he was a person who put the other person first, even if it meant he would lose out, so he became even more concerned.

 

Eunho would definitely not be able to say anything until the exam was over, and if he did, the same thing as in the past would be repeated. However, he didn’t want to suddenly present him with evidence photos of Hyunjun cheating on him. If possible, he wanted Eunho to pass by without knowing this fact.

 

“Promise me you won’t make me wait too long.”

 

“……I will.”

 

He ended his words by rounding them off, but Yoonjae had no intention of waiting.

 

He vaguely remembered that in the past, around mid-March. On the day when a large fire that broke out in a container warehouse in Incheon dominated the news all day, Eunho, who had entered the morning headquarters meeting, received a call from his lover and hurriedly took a vacation.

 

He remembered it because it was somewhat refreshing to see him, who was so responsible that he never took time off for personal matters, rushing out after receiving a call from his lover. He was puzzled when he heard from Chief Yoon much later that he had taken time off because of his lover who was in a rut, but he just brushed it off, but when he calculated the number of weeks of pregnancy after his death, it turned out that that was the day.

 

Yoonjae wanted to separate the two before that day came. If that wasn’t possible, he was planning to forcibly separate them around that time.

 

A little over a month until mid-March. Yoonjae knew from Eunho’s expression that the two would not be able to sort things out within that time.

 

He wanted to show Eunho the photos of his lover cheating on him right away in front of his face, which was full of guilt, and denounce him as a guy who wasn’t even worth it, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it because he was worried about the shock that Eunho would receive as a result. Yoonjae wanted to divert his attention, so he hugged Eunho and slowly stroked his back.

 

“If there’s anything you eat well or anything you want to eat, tell me everything.”

 

Eunho frowned at the sudden question. It wasn’t the nuance of asking what he wanted to eat for breakfast since he had just woken up.

 

Yoonjae stroked Eunho’s chest and collarbone. It was as unsightly as if he had lightly covered the bones with a thin layer of skin.

 

“…Am I too skinny?”

 

“I think you get tired easily because your stamina isn’t good enough.”

 

Eunho’s cheeks flushed at the word stamina. Eunho, who had passed out after just one round of sex last night, had no memory of what happened after he tripped and fell in the bathroom on his way to wash up. As Yoonjae said, it was true that his stamina wasn’t good enough. He wasn’t in his right mind after being bombarded with pheromones.

 

“No… that’s… well… it’s because Executive Director is outstanding, I’m fine.”

 

Unlike Yoonjae, whose stamina was recharged over time, Eunho was quickly discharged. Perhaps if he had run without considering the other person, Eunho would have suffered all night long. However, he seemed to have deliberately endured it for Eunho, who had no stamina. He could smell alcohol each time he breathed, perhaps because he had drunk the remaining alcohol alone while Eunho was asleep last night.

 

“I want to feed you well. There’s no other reason.”

 

He knew what foods Eunho couldn’t eat, but he lacked information about his favorite foods. All he knew was that he liked sweet snacks, so he wanted to know more about Eunho’s exact preferences.

 

Eunho’s heart melted as he looked at Yoonjae, who was raising one eyebrow and urging him to tell him. How long had it been since he had felt this way, his heart fluttering with the sweetness of the early days of a fresh romance, but when he thought of Hyunjun, he couldn’t help but sigh and his heart turned cold. Eunho didn’t want to express his complicated feelings to Yoonjae and complain.

 

“I’ll tell you one by one as we go to eat breakfast.”

 

Should he kiss him? While he was hesitating and struggling for a moment, Yoonjae, who immediately sensed Eunho’s concerns, approached him first and pressed his lips against his. He whispered in a gentle tone that he would wash up first and wait for him in the car, so he should come out slowly, making Eunho’s heart moist.

 

As Yoonjae, wearing only a pair of drawers, left the bedroom, Eunho, who had been staring at his back, revealed his gloomy feelings without filtering them.

 

Was it okay for love to be so light? He was at a loss as to how to bring up the subject to Hyunjun, who would feel betrayed.