RFL Ch 2

The reply arrived as a photo. The name “Sooin Hyung,” saved exactly as instructed, filled the screen.

“This guy really has never been in a relationship.”

Sooin chuckled and tapped Song Jaeyi’s number, saving the unfamiliar digits under the name “Jaeyi♥.”

The next day, Sooin adjusted his work schedule to meet his fake, clueless lover. The last-minute change forced him to give up his preferred closing shift and forfeit three subsequent shift-swap opportunities. This was extremely rare for Sooin, who often took on extra shifts and covered for colleagues.

Perhaps that’s why his manager asked a frivolous question. “Are you seeing someone?” she’d joked, drawing everyone’s attention. The glare from his coworker, who had sided with Geonhui and badmouthed Sooin in the alley, was particularly sharp.

There were plenty of vague answers he could have given to deflect the question. Evading awkward situations with a smooth smile was practically his specialty. But Sooin replied with a quiet laugh,

“Something like that.”

He was already branded as trash. He might as well commit to the role so Geonhui wouldn’t harbor any false hope. Considering it a parting gift to his week-long ex, Sooin left the café. Whispers of “slut” and “disgusting” followed him out the door, but he ignored them and headed to the meeting place.

His fake lover had chosen the lounge of Hotel Vekum. Of all the hotels, Hotel Vekum. It wasn’t his preferred location, but he had no choice. He couldn’t argue with an employer who offered to pay him even for the pre-meeting interview.

Sooin walked through the familiar hotel lobby and entered the lounge café. His fake lover, Song Jaeyi, sat in the middle of the vast space like a sculpture, just as he had during their first meeting.

Sooin approached him, his long legs crossed. Sensing his presence, Song Jaeyi slowly looked up, his languid gaze sweeping over Sooin from his posture of resting his head on his hand, looking tired.

“You finally came.”

His first words were delivered in a tone that suggested he’d been waiting impatiently. Sooin double-checked the ample time remaining before their appointed meeting time and smiled.

“Looks like you arrived early. We still have quite a bit of time.”

Song Jaeyi didn’t respond to Sooin’s stretched, thin smile. He simply jerked his chin, gesturing for Sooin to sit. Such an arrogant kid. Sooin sat opposite him, maintaining his smile. As soon as he settled in, Song Jaeyi spoke in a bored tone.

“Drop the honorifics. You’re older.”

“Oh, just me?”

Speaking informally to this five-years-younger, arrogant kid wasn’t difficult. But it felt different when he was the employer paying 200,000 won an hour. Sooin couldn’t hide his discomfort. Shouldn’t we both drop the honorifics since we’re supposed to be lovers? he wondered.

Just then, a lounge staff member approached. Sooin ordered an iced coffee, his gaze fixed on Song Jaeyi.

“I don’t really want to drop the honorifics.”

As if reading his mind, Song Jaeyi answered without being asked. He replied indifferently, rubbing his eyes. He seemed sleep-deprived, his eyelids dry.

“In Korea, you drop honorifics when you’re close.”

Strangely, Song Jaeyi’s formal speech sounded more disrespectful than his informal speech. It carried the arrogance of someone who had never been in a subordinate position. Sooin chuckled, feeling a sense of absurdity, just like last night.

“Okay, fine. Let’s do it your way, Jaeyi.”

If you insist. He smiled, conveying his acquiescence. Song Jaeyi was momentarily speechless. After a pause, he handed Sooin a few sheets of paper. They contained a list of anticipated questions.

“We won’t see each other after this, so I’ve excluded personal information as much as possible.”

Song Jaeyi muttered, pressing his temples. He seemed unwell, his voice lower and slightly hoarse than before. Sooin blurted out,

“You look sick.”

Song Jaeyi’s eyes sharpened. Sooin hadn’t expected a warm response, but this reaction was overly sensitive. Sooin’s eyes widened in surprise.

As if realizing his sharp reaction, Song Jaeyi cleared his throat, rubbing the corners of his eyes and taking a deep breath, relaxing his body. He muttered in a low voice,

“Mind your own business.”

“……”

“It’s because my rut is approaching.”

Startled by the incredibly rude reply and the extremely personal information, Sooin closed his mouth. “Remarkable social skills,” he thought, looking down at the papers. It seemed best for both of them to ignore the comment and get down to business, as Song Jaeyi suggested.

The papers were devoid of any romanticism. The anticipated questions, printed in a stiff format, Times New Roman font, resembled a legal document.

The first item, “Why did you fall in love with each other?” was relatively mild compared to the others.

“Hmm…”

Sooin hummed, taking a sip of his iced coffee.

There were many questions, and time was limited. It was better to get the easy ones out of the way first. He made a suggestion.

“Wouldn’t ‘love at first sight’ be simple and effective?”

Song Jaeyi scoffed.

“That’s not love. Lust, maybe.”

“Why not? I’m not exactly hard to fall in love with at first sight. Haven’t you heard that before?”

Of course, your assessment might change the moment I open my mouth. Sooin smiled, and Song Jaeyi frowned, his handsome features contorting into a scowl. He tapped the table.

“Don’t try to pull anything.”

Pull anything? He’d simply stated an objective fact. Sooin opened his mouth to protest, but Song Jaeyi cut him off with a firm warning.

“And drop the honorifics. Don’t forget. It’s not a difficult request.”

How can someone be so consistently rude while using formal speech? This was a personality type Sooin had never encountered, and he’d already lost control of his expression several times. If he wasn’t careful, his jaw would drop, and his eyes would widen in bewilderment.

Yet, Song Jaeyi remained completely composed. No matter what they talked about, his beautiful face remained impassive, maintaining a serene composure like a tranquil lake.

Suddenly, Sooin felt a strange surge of competitiveness. A childish desire to create ripples on that calm lake surfaced. He wanted to touch and shake the walls of his carefully constructed fortress.

“Okay. I’ll be careful, Jaeyi.”

Sooin smiled sweetly, hiding his true intentions.

His counterpart was just a kid, five years his junior. He was Sooin’s employer for a short time, and they wouldn’t see each other again after this. There was nothing to gain from stooping to his level.

Sooin decided to play along. He was at an age where it was understandable to have illusions about love, and that was somewhat endearing.

“So, should we say we met by fate when our umbrellas switched on a rainy day, and then realized we liked the same poems, and that’s how we fell in love?”

His carefully crafted scenario didn’t seem to suit Song Jaeyi’s taste. His frown deepened, as if Sooin was mocking him.

Even such a small joke elicits such an interesting reaction. I want to keep teasing him.

“Sorry, I wasn’t trying to tease you. I guess I just don’t have any illusions about love, so…”

“……”

“Oh, of course, you should have illusions about love at twenty-one.”

Sooin offered a kind smile, overly gentle, like soothing a child.

Song Jaeyi’s expression cracked again. He let out a sigh of a laugh and turned his head away. His face, which usually resembled a vibrant watercolor painting, now appeared cold and hard. He cocked an eyebrow and asked,

“Then what does a twenty-six-year-old think love is? That it doesn’t exist and is just a childish fantasy?”

Despite the indignant content, his tone remained calm. If it weren’t for the hint of mockery at the end, Sooin wouldn’t have sensed his burning frustration. But cool flames were more dangerous, so Sooin decided to end the teasing.

“I’m the type who thinks anything can be love, so I don’t have any illusions.”

“Anything?”

“Well, even a one-night stand can be love in that moment. And even falling in love at first sight based solely on looks can be called love, in my opinion.”

“You make it sound so easy.”

The youthful fire that had flared in Song Jaeyi’s face vanished, and he smiled. It was a dry, hollow smile, but the surface was pleasant enough that Sooin smiled back. He couldn’t deny it.

“I hear that a lot.”

At Sooin’s easy admission, Song Jaeyi shook his head, pressing his temples. He muttered,

“The more I see you, the more I see you have in common with my father.”

“Didn’t you say your father wouldn’t like me?”

“That he’d hate me.”

Then why? Someone you have so much in common with.

Sooin tilted his head, mirroring Song Jaeyi’s gesture. Song Jaeyi, still massaging his temples as if soothing a headache, looked up, his beautiful features hardening.

“People hate those who are similar to themselves.”

Sooin fell silent under the sharp gaze directed at him. It wasn’t out of intimidation. He was just annoyed that Song Jaeyi was taking his frustrations out on him.

But even this pre-meeting interview was being paid. In other words, even the time wasted by his young employer’s posturing was beneficial to Sooin. There was no reason to be annoyed.

“Can I ask you exactly why you’re doing this? It’ll be easier to answer the questions if I know your intentions.”

“I told you. To annoy my father.”

With his eyes still narrowed, the reply sounded incredibly irritated. Sooin felt another surge of annoyance but managed to suppress it. This job involves childcare as well as playing the fake lover. He reminded himself, forcing a pleasant expression.

“Well, I don’t think this is enough to upset your father. You’re not showing up pregnant or anything, and you haven’t punched anyone.”

Song Jaeyi seemed to relax a little at Sooin’s gentle explanation.

“He’d be happier if I punched someone.”

He leaned back in his chair, speaking indifferently.

“They keep trying to marry me off, so I’m the one in a hurry.”

“…Marry you off? You’re twenty-one?”

“It’s not marriage in the typical sense. It’s more of a business deal. Like stealing someone else’s stocks…”

Even with his alpha-like appearance and the generous hourly rate, Sooin had a rough idea, but it seemed like this guy came from a much more influential family than expected. It was like a chaebol drama. Thinking so, Sooin looked down at the paper. Now that he looked, there were some quite unnatural items, like foreign language skills and future visions.

“So that’s why there were interview-like questions.”

“That guy will definitely ask. Starting with what your parents do, where you live, what your siblings do, everything.”

“Then I just need to give answers he won’t like.”

“Yes, it won’t be difficult. He won’t like you from the beginning.”

Indeed, it wouldn’t be difficult. Sooin’s family history would be the perfect answer without having to make anything up. A chaebol family wouldn’t welcome an orphaned son-in-law whose only family was a younger sibling in a vegetative state.

Sooin bristled at his own coldly drawn conclusion. He felt down for a moment, as if he had directly belittled his family.

“How far along are we as a couple?”

It had only been five minutes since he decided not to retaliate, but he couldn’t help himself. This level of revenge was still cute, right? Sooin masked his inner thoughts with an empty smile.

“If we’ve been dating for three months, we must have had sex, right?”

“…Is that important?”

Song Jaeyi immediately frowned. The slight hint of goodwill disappeared in an instant, replaced by a look of disgust. Only then did Sooin smile with a sense of relief.

“It is. What if your father asks?”

“…What kind of parent asks about their child’s bedroom activities?”

“Normally they don’t, but a family trying to arrange a marriage for their twenty-one-year-old might be curious… They might be worried about their descendants, too.”

“What nonsense.”

Seeing him jump at such words, he was still a kid. Amused, Sooin went further, gesturing towards Jaeyi’s pants.

“Is everything working down there? I tend to consider that important when dating.”

“Are you crazy?”

“No, I’m a little worried seeing you just holding back with your rut approaching.”

“Why are you worried about that?”

“I thought I’d offer some help, since we’re supposed to be lovers.”

Song Jaeyi sighed and covered his eyes. The long fingers that had been pressing his forehead were now pressing against his brow bone. His fingertips were filled with displeasure.

“So now our fake relationship is love?”

Between his spread fingers, a glint appeared in Song Jaeyi’s eyes. Sooin enjoyed this strangely sensitive reaction. He was generally robotic, lacking social skills and aloof, but he reacted to these kinds of provocations, making Sooin want to tease him more.

“Well, I can have sex without love.”

“Do you charge an hourly rate for that too?”

But Song Jaeyi also had a knack for getting under people’s skin. Sooin kept holding back, but he kept getting riled up. He thought about ending it here, but he let out a breath without realizing it. He was losing his patience, thinking this kid was now treating him like a prostitute.

“Then I wouldn’t get 200,000 won. Oh, with the rut, would you last an hour?”

Sooin narrowed his eyes and gave a mischievous smile. Song Jaeyi responded to that flirtatious smile with a cynical question.

“Can you back that up?”

Sooin shrugged at the childish provocation. When he looked at him with an ‘are you serious?’ expression, Song Jaeyi stood up without a word. Casting a large shadow over him, he launched an unexpected counterattack.

“Let’s go upstairs and find out.”

“…Now?”

“Yes.”

Just a few minutes ago, he was criticizing him for being easy, so what had gotten into him? Sooin blinked his wide eyes.

Song Jaeyi acted as if he had already won. The way he looked down with one side of his lips tilted upwards was arrogant and relaxed.

“What, all talk?”

He sneered, as if telling Sooin to admit defeat right now. His eyes, confident of victory, sparkled.

“I knew it.”

When Sooin remained silent, Song Jaeyi muttered, unable to hide his smugness. And the movement of sitting back down showed a complete lack of regret. He acted as if he had never had any intention of spending the night with him.

So Song Jaeyi’s provocation was all a bluff. He had acted as if he held a strong hand when he had nothing, and he had won. Arrogantly and rudely, from beginning to end.

The moment Sooin realized this, he regained his smile. After all, tactics like bluffing could never beat a real hand.

“Then let’s find out.”

“…”

“I was worried because we still have a lot to do… Well, it’ll be over soon, so we can do it in the remaining time.”

Sooin really didn’t mind rolling around with Song Jaeyi. He figured he wouldn’t have a very satisfying night with that stubborn, seemingly inexperienced kid, but it was okay. At least Song Jaeyi’s appearance was decent, and the Becum Seoul beds were top-notch. He could think of it as a reward: getting a comfortable bed and warm body for free, while also fixing the brat’s lack of social skills.

But Song Jaeyi wouldn’t. His deeply furrowed brows spoke volumes about his feelings. He stared at Sooin for a long time, as if wondering what kind of person he was, then lowered his head. He let out a hollow, dry laugh and muttered in disbelief.

“You’re just like him, thinking you’ll win until the very end.”

Song Jaeyi’s tone had always been indifferent and stiff. But this time, it felt like facing a cold wind. Sooin’s back shivered involuntarily.

“Sorry, but I’ve decided to start winning too.”

“…”

“Follow me.”

Had he ever lost even once? Sooin smiled inwardly, mocking him. But even his gentle smile couldn’t stop the chill Song Jaeyi had created. Song Jaeyi stood up abruptly and started walking across the hotel lobby.

Only after his long back had shrunk by half did Sooin leisurely rise. With thoughts like, ‘I wonder if he even has condoms…’

Even as he followed Song Jaeyi, Sooin felt a little uneasy. Even if the other person was a spoiled rich kid with no manners, he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was corrupting an innocent young man. Especially when Song Jaeyi strode past the front desk and stood in front of the elevator, he felt his vision darken.

Shouldn’t he stop, rather than explaining the check-in process to a grown adult? Just as he thought that, Song Jaeyi boarded the elevator first. A card pulled from his inner coat pocket was recognized. Beep, at the monotonous sound, Sooin blinked.

“Aren’t you coming?”

Song Jaeyi asked, tilting his head slightly. He looked at Sooin with indifferent eyes, as if he wouldn’t hold the door even if it closed.

“I didn’t know you’d booked a room in advance.”

Sooin let out a bewildered laugh and stepped into the elevator. Just as he stood next to Song Jaeyi across the black marble floor, the doors closed. It was a close call, and as expected, Song Jaeyi didn’t press any buttons.

“I booked it just in case, but I didn’t know I’d actually use it.”

“…”

The polished metal door reflected Song Jaeyi like a mirror. His handsome face indifferently rubbed his eyes.

“It’s a good thing, I guess. Isn’t this what they call a self-fulfilling prophecy?”

No, it’s not. Why a prophecy…? Sooin smiled as if he were visualizing the words he had spoken in his mind. A smile that was so excessively polite that it seemed distorted. Song Jaeyi just shrugged lightly without a word. His brazen face no longer looked as innocent as before.

“He acted all innocent, but he’s just as rotten…”

He muttered loudly enough for him to hear, and finally got a reaction. He made eye contact with Song Jaeyi through the elevator door. His eyes were shining brighter than ever.

Those sparkling eyes curved beautifully. Smiling excessively kindly, as if imitating Sooin’s expression from a moment ago, Song Jaeyi provoked him again.

“I doubt I’m as bad as Hyung.”

He was such a brat.

At least things got easier after that. Except for the fact that the room he’d booked “just in case” was a suite, there was nothing Sooin needed to worry about. He didn’t have to be considerate because the other person was a naive kid, nor did he have to grovel because he was his employer. He just had to spend a night appropriate to his level with someone just as rotten as himself.

Relieved of the burden, Sooin immediately grabbed a gown. Even in a spacious suite, he had no intention of chatting with his one-night stand. He was about to enter the bathroom when he stopped. He glanced back and Song Jaeyi, who was standing in front of the refrigerator drinking water, raised an eyebrow. With a look that clearly asked ‘what?’, Sooin posed a simple question.

“Just in case, do you want me to be the top?”

Pfft, Song Jaeyi spat out the water. Then he looked at Sooin with a horrified expression. His eyes were almost accusatory, so Sooin shrugged.

“I didn’t think so, but I thought I’d ask just in case.”

He hadn’t said it to provoke him. He had experience topping alphas.

The other person had practically begged him, and thanks to that, he developed the habit of confirming directly, no matter if they were an alpha. To be more honest, he had asked with some desire. Sooin originally preferred topping. While it wasn’t difficult for him to spread his legs if the other party insisted, it was quite difficult to feel complete pleasure.

No matter who the partner was or what the position, he could never reach the point of excitement where his reason turned white. He had to be content with just feeling the warmth of another person’s body.

Today was likely to be similar. There was no way that socially inept kid would be considerate during sex, and he’d be lucky if there wasn’t any blood.

Even with those thoughts, Sooin couldn’t help but feel drawn to Song Jaeyi’s outer shell. No matter how he looked at it, his face and body were truly stunning. He was too beautiful to be satisfied with treating him like a living heater. Perhaps that’s why Sooin’s lips moved without him realizing it.

“Don’t you want to try it once?”

“Don’t get your hopes up.”

Song Jaeyi scoffed openly and undid a couple of his shirt buttons. Sooin’s eyes were naturally drawn to the glimpse of skin revealed through the loosened fabric. The shadowed chest was vaguely tempting.

“Such a waste,” Sooin murmured softly, finally opening the bathroom door. He faintly heard Song Jaeyi mutter “Crazy…” from behind him.

❤︎₊ ⊹

From the beginning, it wasn’t something he had high expectations for. Even if the sex was nothing but pain and endurance, considering the room cost, hourly rate, and Jaeyi’s face, it was a reasonably profitable deal.

Having come to a conclusion resembling resignation, Sooin was the first to capture the approaching lips. He grabbed Jaeyi’s beautiful, soft face and showered him with a clinging kiss.

Song Jaeyi paused for a brief moment. He simply opened his soft lips and stopped, then climbed on top of Sooin. Hot breath tickled his face.

“Why did you tie this so tight, unlike your personality?”

It seemed he was having trouble untying the tightly knotted gown sash. Song Jaeyi growled and tugged at Sooin’s lower lip. “Ah,” Sooin smiled softly and opened his mouth, allowing Jaeyi to nip at the inside.

“This is supposed to be fun to untie.”

Jaeyi seemed dissatisfied with the mumbled reply. Once again, an aggressive kiss poured down, as if to devour his lips. Jaeyi’s tongue filled his mouth, persistently rubbing against his soft palate. Sooin’s body twisted more from ticklishness than pleasure.

The mischievous tongue teased the sensitive spots on the roof of his mouth, causing heat to pool in his lower body. Contrary to his worries, excitement quickly surged. His waist lifted involuntarily, and his hands reached out, trying to pull Jaeyi closer. He wanted to touch and rub against him more.

Song Jaeyi followed Sooin’s pull, deepening the kiss. At the same time, he didn’t stop the motion of his hips grinding against Sooin’s. A thick, stifling heat built up between them, even through the thick gown.

“Hng…”

Sooin arched his back, receiving the wet kiss Jaeyi poured onto him. In that moment, the gown, which he had just untied, was pulled away. He heard the heavy thud of the gown falling to the floor.

The air against his bare skin momentarily brought a sense of liberation. But the tantalizing excitement remained. Sooin rubbed his half-hardened penis against Jaeyi’s thigh. As if understanding his desire for more definite pleasure, Jaeyi immediately grabbed his cock.

Song Jaeyi rubbed the tip of his erect penis. As if fascinated by the pre-cum that stuck to his fingers, he fiddled with the head, then tapped the hardened shaft. The playful touch, more like examining a new object than foreplay, was frustrating. Sooin sucked on Jaeyi’s tongue, nibbling on the tip. He let out an irritated whine, as if urging him on.

Still, Song Jaeyi didn’t rush. He gently rubbed the wet tip of Sooin’s cock and gave him a slow, deep kiss. Finally, Sooin, impatient, pushed Jaeyi down. Panting from the kiss, he climbed on top of Jaeyi and fumbled with his gown.

“Why are you in such a hurry?”

Song Jaeyi chuckled leisurely and brushed back his disheveled hair. Seeing his composed expression, Sooin realized he’d pounced on him as if he were being chased.

A slight annoyance flashed through him. But strangely, he didn’t want to stop. A strange thirst and impatience kept him from staying still. A ticklish excitement ran through his veins.

“Well, maybe the rut is contagious.”

His voice was already hoarse. This wouldn’t look good… Sooin chuckled quietly and leaned down. He trailed his hand up Jaeyi’s firm thighs, between the open gown.

He usually didn’t volunteer to suck someone else’s dick. But today, he had an appetite for it. A desire closer to hunger than lust took over Sooin’s reason.

“Ugh, what are you… You don’t have to.”

Song Jaeyi also didn’t seem to enjoy oral sex. As soon as Sooin took the thick tip into his mouth, his hair was grabbed. Even then, Jaeyi didn’t pull hard, only gripping it, so Sooin quickly opened his mouth wide and swallowed.

A dominant alpha’s cock felt even more intimidating in his mouth than it looked. He hadn’t even taken half of it in, but his jaw was already aching, and his lips around his teeth were threatening to loosen. At this rate, he might end up drooling and scraping his teeth against the shaft like someone experiencing their first blowjob. Anxious, Sooin swallowed the saliva that had pooled in his mouth.

Song Jaeyi let out a short moan at the tightening pressure. Letting out a sigh-like sound, he lightly pushed Sooin’s forehead with two fingers. A warning without force.

“Ah…, just pull it out.”

“Keuh, ung…”

Sooin looked up at Song Jaeyi and shook his head firmly. Just give me a moment to adjust and I’ll send you to heaven. At the mumbled explanation, Song Jaeyi let out a pleasant moan. His voice, lower than usual, was quite sexy, making Sooin even less inclined to stop.

Swallowing his saliva again, Sooin slowly moved his head. He teased and rubbed the shaft with his soft lips, then sucked on the head as he pulled away. When he applied enough force to hollow his cheeks, his hair was grabbed again. This time, the grip was much rougher than before.

“Ha…, I gave you a chance.”

The voice above him grew deeper and more ominous. Sooin’s eyes widened at the tone, which felt like it belonged to a completely different person. It was impossible for the person on the bed to change so suddenly, but he felt the need to check his face.

However, he didn’t have the time, as Jaeyi’s cock thrust into the roof of his mouth. He gasped, his throat stinging as he inhaled sharply. Nausea welled up, but before he could pull away, another wave of heat surged in. The hot cock rubbed violently against his sensitive mucous membranes.

“Huk, uh…”

The cock, which had entered without hesitation, thrashed as if to tear open his throat. Tears streamed down his face involuntarily.

Despite struggling with the pain, Sooin didn’t pull back. Even though his body instinctively flinched every time his uvula was pressed, he held on, applying more force within his mouth. Just as he had initially expected, it wasn’t gentle sex. It was rough, primal, and demanding.

But it felt incredibly good. Just by sucking on someone else’s cock, his soles tingled and his stomach burned. Even though he could barely take half of it and was struggling to breathe, he wanted to take in more.

The more desperate he became, the more ravenously he sucked. As he did so, Song Jaeyi’s movements grew more violent, as if his orgasm was approaching. He thrust his large cock deep into Sooin’s throat, pushing and pressing. Sooin’s mouth became soaked. Tears, saliva, and pre-cum mixed together, dripping down like water. It felt like a disgusting, salty smell would emanate from him.

But incredibly, Sooin detected a faint scent within the slippery fluid. A gorgeous, sweet floral fragrance, the kind that might bloom in a tropical rainforest, drifted in from somewhere.

The scent easily translated into taste. The engorged cock tasted incredibly delicious. A strange desire welled up within him, a desperate wish for Jaeyi to cum in his mouth.

So he stopped Song Jaeyi, who was trying to pull out urgently. He let out a needy whimper and sucked harder, and Song Jaeyi’s thighs momentarily hardened like stone. With a groan that scratched his throat, Jaeyi began to cum.

Sooin coughed, clutching Song Jaeyi’s firm thighs. He wanted to swallow the cum that was shot halfway into his mouth, but his abused throat wouldn’t cooperate. He had to let the cum he’d craved so much spill out, unable to swallow a single drop properly.

“Fuck… seriously… Why didn’t you pull out and endure, huh?”

Song Jaeyi wiped Sooin’s face as he coughed uncontrollably. Wiping from his eyes to his cheeks, mouth, and chin with the warm back of his hand, Jaeyi laid Sooin down. He seemed somewhat different now as he retrieved lube from somewhere.

Was it because he was naked? His gaze was deep and somehow dangerous… He seemed to have matured considerably in just a few minutes.

The scent also contributed to that feeling. The smell that had wafted every time he swallowed Jaeyi’s pre-cum still lingered heavily in the air. The thick, ripe, tropical fruit scent suited Song Jaeyi perfectly.

“Why does it smell so good there…?”

Click, Song Jaeyi looked up, having just squeezed lube into his palm. He looked at Sooin as if asking what he was talking about, so Sooin lowered his gaze. He blatantly stared at Jaeyi’s cock, still engorged even after cumming. Did you put something on it? He asked in a rough, cracked voice, and Song Jaeyi frowned, as if he’d seen it all.

“That’s a really lame flirting tactic.”

He added a cold click of his tongue. His touch, as he positioned Sooin, was sharp. He spread Sooin’s legs wide and immediately rubbed his lube-covered fingers against his hole.

“No, it really smells. Ugh, ah!”

His hole was opened mid-sentence. Two fingers, which had been pressing against the outside, suddenly thrust inside, cutting him off. As he let out a moan at the unfamiliar sensation, Song Jaeyi leaned down and came closer.

“And you’re the one wearing cologne.”

“Mmm, uh…”

Sooin felt Jaeyi’s high nose bridge and deep breaths against his neck. It tickled. He let out a short laugh, and in that moment, his collarbone was bitten. A sharp sensation bloomed like a warning.

“Or is it pheromones?”

Song Jaeyi murmured softly against his skin and pulled away slightly. Even that small distance felt like a loss, and Sooin frowned. Just as he reached out, a sharp pang shot through his lower abdomen.

“Hng, ah…!”

The clumsy fingers thrashed inside him. His vision flashed as they roughly probed his depths. His breath hitched, and his calves stiffened.

Song Jaeyi pulled Sooin closer as he tried to escape in surprise, adding another finger. His sharp gaze was fixated on the tightly stretched hole.

“The scent is nice. It’s the first time I haven’t found an alpha’s pheromones repulsive.”

Despite the casually uttered words, the sound of his hips thrusting against Sooin’s wet opening was rough. Sooin writhed at the overwhelmingly stimulating sensation and reached out. It was too much. He wanted to escape. It was definitely not because it was painful or tiring.

It was the kind of foreplay that should have been only painful. But it didn’t hurt or feel unpleasant at all. It was as if he had taken some bad drug; his stomach tickled endlessly, and his hole twitched. His body felt strange, as if he were an omega instead of a beta.

Was it because it had been so long since he’d had sex? He hadn’t counted the days, but even his last time with Geonhui wasn’t that long ago. Then why? Could a beta react to alpha pheromones? As his confused thoughts lingered, Song Jaeyi seemed to notice. A large, long hand roughly grasped his chin.

“Hyung.”

Cold eyes stared at Sooin. Surprised by the unexpected title, Sooin blinked rapidly.

“Are you bored?”

He had been so insistent on using formal language, and now he was calling him Hyung only when it suited him. And he was pounding into him without giving him a chance to answer.

“Ugh, too much… Ah! Don’t be so rough…”

Sooin managed to speak, grabbing Song Jaeyi’s wrist. Only then did the hand rummaging inside him gradually stop. Finally able to breathe, he gasped for air. A persistent gaze fell upon his face as he caught his breath.

“Like this…”

Sooin didn’t avoid those dark, deep-set eyes. Instead, he met Jaeyi’s gaze with a gentle look, as if inviting him to look more closely. As if captivated by his gaze, Song Jaeyi obediently listened to Sooin’s words, his wrist still grasped in Sooin’s hand.

“There, ung… You like that, right…?”

He guided Jaeyi’s fingers to a specific spot, and the momentarily paused fingers quickly followed his instructions. His inner walls were rubbed more gently and slowly than before. At the lewd squelching sound, Sooin closed his eyes with a satisfied smile. A languid sigh escaped him as he finally felt some ease.

“It seems like you like this spot more.”

The respite didn’t last long. It was because the overly clever student had figured out the next step on his own.

“Hng!”

A blinding sensation flashed through him. Jaeyi’s hand, inserted so deep it felt like it would reach his palm, toyed with his insides. Every time Song Jaeyi thrust forcefully, Sooin felt the dull thud of bone against his hole and perineum. Unable to even moan, Sooin could only open and close his mouth before shaking his head. No. No… A vague denial echoed only in his mind.

“Ah, uh!”

“It’s quite deep. Didn’t you know? Or did you intentionally not tell me?”

What was this crazy bastard saying…? His pleasure-addled brain couldn’t immediately process the question. Sooin simply muttered curses and shook his head. Even with his eyes open, his vision flickered, leaving him completely disoriented. It felt like he could cum from just the fingers alone.

“Ugh, take your hand out and quickly… quickly put it in.”

In his haste, he spread his thighs open. It was strange and annoying to feel this desperate to have someone else’s cock inside him, but Sooin didn’t hesitate. Wasn’t sex all about exposing each other’s vulnerabilities and rolling around together? Besides, if that monstrously large cock entered him, he might regain some of his senses.

Song Jaeyi was also a man who didn’t know pretense. His hand slipped out so quickly it felt like his mucous membranes were being pulled out with it. As Sooin gasped, he immediately felt the cock against him. Jaeyi’s ragged breaths suggested he was barely suppressing his own surging excitement.

His hole was so hot that the tip of the cock against him felt lukewarm. The thick glans nudged and rubbed against his twitching opening, teasingly pressing and releasing as if about to push its way in. Even then, Song Jaeyi looked around as if searching for something. Seeing him looking for a condom, Sooin felt a surge of frustration.

“I won’t ask you to take responsibility, so just do it.”

Song Jaeyi raised an eyebrow. At his somewhat sulky expression, Sooin wrapped his sweat-soaked calves around Jaeyi’s back.

“I’m not an omega, so it’s fine.”

As he pulled his hips back slightly, the glans pressing against his opening pushed in a little further. As expected, the girth was even tighter than it looked. A primal tension brought on a cold sweat.

The sensation of his hole stretching became more vivid as the cock slowly entered. All his nerves seemed focused there; he could only feel the cock slowly pushing against his inner walls. Sooin lifted his gaze, still pressing lightly on his lower abdomen.

At times like this, he couldn’t take it if he was afraid. A dick is just a dick, no matter how big, he thought, putting more force into his legs.

“All at once, ung… Put it in.”

At his fervent urging, dark, unreadable eyes looked down at Sooin. To Jaeyi, who stared at him intently as if conflicted, Sooin nodded.

Then, a large, long hand lifted the back of Sooin’s knees, shifting Jaeyi’s weight as if pushing against his thighs. Sooin’s hips lifted with the force of Jaeyi’s thrust. A choked moan caught in Sooin’s throat.

In that instant, the orgasm that had been simmering near the surface surged. Without a moment’s pause, cum spurted out. His lower body twisted uncontrollably in the throes of climax. But Song Jaeyi didn’t let go of his tightly gripped legs.

“Ha… Hyung, but… Uh, we should drop the formalities.”

“Huh, ugh! Ah, wait, a little…”

His body was still trembling from the aftershocks of his orgasm, and he couldn’t even muster the strength to move his fingertips. Song Jaeyi was thrusting inside him, holding his quivering body in place, but Sooin couldn’t even push him away. It was the first time he’d been so passively dominated during sex. Sooin squeezed his flickering eyes shut. Vulgar words swirled in his mind.

“We’re doing this, ha, so why are you still being formal? Huh?”

Song Jaeyi’s sex was rough, so much so that Sooin wondered if this was the same guy who had been teasing him before penetration. He repeatedly thrust deep inside, then pulled out almost completely, only to slam back in as if to destroy him. Each time, a pleasure akin to shock resonated between his ribs. It felt like he would cum again soon.

Normally, this would have been unimaginable. He wasn’t used to bottoming. It was the first time he’d been so aroused by just fingers, and the first time his eyes had rolled back from the blunt force of a club-like cock pounding into him.

Fuck, was the rut really contagious?

“Uh, ung, hng!”

“Ha, fuck, what kind of alpha hole is this?”

The cock that had felt lukewarm before penetration was now a burning brand. A burning sensation lingered in his stomach, as if he’d been scalded. When the cock filled him completely and ground against his walls, the feeling subsided slightly, but when it scraped against his mucous membranes and pulled out, he felt like crying. He felt impatient and frustrated. A strange urge to whine, something he’d never felt before, welled up behind his eyes, making them ache and burn.

Sooin stretched out his arms, pleading for an embrace without hiding his tearful eyes. Song Jaeyi let out a short laugh. Despite the heated chuckle, there was clear arousal mixed in.

“Who was it that treated me like a kid?”

Even as he held onto the slight, Song Jaeyi lowered his body. Lifting one of Sooin’s legs, which he had been pushing up so hard it left marks, onto his shoulder, he thrust deep inside. Another sharp cry escaped Sooin at the insertion disguised as an embrace.

Still, Sooin was satisfied. He liked the scent of their close skin, the intensifying tropical flower fragrance, and the feel of Jaeyi’s flesh against his hand. The bedding against his back was soft, and it felt like it would be perfect to just roll around like this for an hour or two and fall asleep.

But that was just Sooin’s naive thought, underestimating a dominant alpha’s rut.