FF Chapter 27

Ji Yeonwoo, who had been struggling to continue the conversation without even being able to meet his gaze, thought to himself that this couldn’t go on and tried to get up. The previously calm water rippled as the other person stood up at the same time, grabbing Ji Yeonwoo’s arm and pulling him into his embrace. With a sudden motion, Ji Yeonwoo found himself pressed against Choi Muhyeok’s chest, wrapped in his arms.

“If you’re embarrassed, just stay like this. Then I’ll only be able to see the back of your head.”

Warm breath touched the nape of Ji Yeonwoo’s neck and shoulders, which had cooled. Stiff as a stone, Ji Yeonwoo froze in the embrace that held him from behind.

Whether Choi Muhyeok knew about Ji Yeonwoo’s nervous heart, which was pounding so loudly it felt like it might be heard, his arms around Ji Yeonwoo tightened, pressing deep into his chest and waist. Ji Yeonwoo’s cold body slowly warmed up with Choi Muhyeok’s body heat, and without realizing it, he relaxed in the warmth.

But thinking that someone else might also know this warmth made Ji Yeonwoo’s heart sink. At the same time, he couldn’t quite grasp the depth of Choi Muhyeok’s heart, knowing that he’d accepted Ji Yeonwoo’s history of divorce without making a fuss. Even though Ji Yeonwoo knew it wasn’t proper to show jealousy toward someone who had been so understanding, his feelings were beyond his control.

Choi Muhyeok, who had been quietly holding Ji Yeonwoo from behind, leaned back against the tub. His strong legs stretched out under the warm water, wrapping around Ji Yeonwoo’s.

Resting his back against Choi Muhyeok’s chest, Ji Yeonwoo lazily opened and closed his eyes. The sparkling white tiles of the bathroom, completely spotless, came into view.

“Managing Director….”

Staring blankly at the white tiles, Ji Yeonwoo finally spoke up, revealing his inner thoughts with difficulty.

“I think you were probably kind to the people you met before, too.”

Choi Muhyeok’s hands, which had been gently touching Ji Yeonwoo’s bare waist and chest under the water, stopped. Startled by the sudden movement, Ji Yeonwoo also sat up from where he had been half-submerged in the water.

“Ji Yeonwoo, look at me.”

Noticing the unusual tone of his voice, Choi Muhyeok followed Ji Yeonwoo’s gaze. But it was hard to meet his eyes due to Ji Yeonwoo turning his back to him, so Choi Muhyeok grabbed his waist and turned him around to face him.

Their previous position, with Ji Yeonwoo’s back against Choi Muhyeok’s chest, had shifted so they were now chest to chest.

“What made you suddenly think that?”

Ji Yeonwoo couldn’t meet his eyes and lowered his gaze.

“I thought something was off from earlier.”

“……”

“It doesn’t seem like an external factor, more like something that happened inside the house.”

Choi Muhyeok observed Ji Yeonwoo’s reactions, narrowing down the possibilities one by one. As his deductions came closer to the truth, Ji Yeonwoo’s heart began to pound anxiously.

“You saw something while looking around the house, didn’t you? Am I right?”

Following Ji Yeonwoo’s gaze downward, Choi Muhyeok asked the question, his tone growing more certain. Ji Yeonwoo, who had been biting his lip anxiously, nodded.

With a low sigh, Choi Muhyeok rubbed Ji Yeonwoo’s bare back in a soothing manner.

“What could there be to see? There’s nothing….”

As he buried his face into Ji Yeonwoo’s damp shoulder, Choi Muhyeok tried to recall what Ji Yeonwoo might have seen. But after thinking it over, he seemed to come up blank, muttering, “What could it be?” as he swept back his wet hair.

“A photo.”

Choi Muhyeok’s hand froze in the air at Ji Yeonwoo’s reluctant confession.

“A photo?”

“Yes.”

“What kind of photo? There shouldn’t be any photos in the house….”

“I was in the study and picked up a book.”

As Ji Yeonwoo continued, Choi Muhyeok’s expression grew more puzzled.

“Maybe it was because I remembered you saying you don’t like snow, but that particular book caught my eye. In hindsight, I shouldn’t have looked at it, but….”

“A book?”

“Yes, the title was First Snow….”

Choi Muhyeok, who had looked confused until now, widened his eyes the moment he heard the title.

“I found a Polaroid inside. It was a picture of a male Omega, taken with snow in the background.”

“Ah….”

Upon hearing Ji Yeonwoo’s final words, Choi Muhyeok’s face showed a rare expression of surprise. Noticing that expression, Ji Yeonwoo let out a small, unsteady breath, his chest rising and falling with the exhale.

As expected, this person had a past that wasn’t ordinary. Even though he didn’t seem to know exactly where things were in his house, the fact that he immediately understood when the book was mentioned suggested that the photo was significant.

“Ji Yeonwoo, about that photo….”

“It’s okay. You don’t need to explain.”

“Yeonwoo….”

“You have a past, too, Managing Director. I’m divorced, so I’m in no position to judge your past relationships, am I? You’ve even embraced me despite that.”

Speaking with his head slightly lowered, Ji Yeonwoo slowly lifted his gaze. He met Choi Muhyeok’s face, which had grown more serious.

“But why do I feel so upset?”

With a quiet question, Ji Yeonwoo forced a bitter smile.

“I’m more disappointed in myself than anything.”

“What do you mean? Why would you be disappointed in yourself?”

Choi Muhyeok asked, cupping Ji Yeonwoo’s cheek with his wet hand.

“I feel like I’m becoming petty and small-minded in real time.”

“……”

“I keep wondering if you were as kind to that person as you were to me. Between me and him, who did you treat better?”

“…”

“I know that everything I’m getting from you is more than I deserve, but unconsciously, I keep weighing it all. Even though I tell myself I shouldn’t…”

Ji Yeonwoo let out a deep sigh after pouring out his feelings. Watching him with a tense expression, Choi Muhyeok’s face slowly softened.

“Hmm, so, if I interpret that correctly, it sounds like our Ji Yeonwoo is feeling jealous.”

Startled by Choi Muhyeok’s question, Ji Yeonwoo flinched and shrank back. His eyes darted nervously, and his face, flushed with embarrassment, gradually turned a deep red.

“Y-Yes. I’m jealous. Am I not allowed to be jealous?”

His face, now burning from a mix of shame and embarrassment, looked as red as a carrot. Choi Muhyeok chuckled softly, finding Ji Yeonwoo’s reaction endearing, as he pulled him closer, wrapping his arm around Ji Yeonwoo’s waist in the water, resting his head on his shoulder.

“No, you’re allowed. Be jealous.”

With his lips resting against Ji Yeonwoo’s bare shoulder, Choi Muhyeok spoke, causing a ticklish sensation that made Ji Yeonwoo squirm and let out a small groan. Choi Muhyeok gently stroked the line of Ji Yeonwoo’s waist underwater, kissing his way up from his shoulder to his neck.

“I wish you’d be even more jealous.”

Mumbling those words against Ji Yeonwoo’s skin, Choi Muhyeok softly nibbled and sucked, leaving faint marks. Feeling the tender bites on his shoulder and neck, Ji Yeonwoo quickly wrapped his arms around Choi Muhyeok’s head.

“Hah, uhn.”

As Ji Yeonwoo’s body twitched, the water rippled. Choi Muhyeok grabbed Ji Yeonwoo’s waist, securing him firmly in place, and with one arm, he held him tightly.

“There’s something I shouldn’t say to you right now…”

Choi Muhyeok paused, letting out a warm breath as he slowly opened his eyes, which were now filled with desire.

“Being the object of jealousy… it feels nice.”

Because jealousy means that someone cares that much.

Their eyes met in the air.

With a slight smirk, Choi Muhyeok leaned in and softly pressed his lips to Ji Yeonwoo’s wet ones. The sound of their lips gently meeting echoed, but that was it. Their foreheads remained close, breaths mingling, but Choi Muhyeok didn’t move any closer.

Realizing the distance between them, Ji Yeonwoo quickly looped his arms around Choi Muhyeok’s neck and pulled him in for a kiss.

Their lips met, wet and sticky, making a squelching sound.

The once still water in the bathtub started to slosh and overflow.

As Ji Yeonwoo sat on Choi Muhyeok’s thigh, Choi Muhyeok’s tongue traced every inch of Ji Yeonwoo’s body. Whether it was because of the sweet bath salts or not, even the water on Ji Yeonwoo’s skin tasted like sweet nectar.

Choi Muhyeok’s lips traveled from Ji Yeonwoo’s jaw to his neck as Ji Yeonwoo lifted his chin, allowing him better access.

With Ji Yeonwoo’s help, Choi Muhyeok’s lips eagerly pressed against the now fully exposed neck and chest. Everywhere his lips touched, red marks bloomed.

His lips finally reached Ji Yeonwoo’s chest. Ji Yeonwoo’s once-soft nipples had already become stiff and erect after just a few kisses.

As Choi Muhyeok’s lips drew closer to his nipples, Ji Yeonwoo felt a sharp tingle in his lower abdomen. Restless, he couldn’t keep still, wriggling as Choi Muhyeok’s fully erect length pressed insistently against his bottom, as if about to invade him at any moment.

If they stayed like this, it seemed inevitable that something would happen. They were still in the bathtub, and if they went further, water might enter his body.

Ji Yeonwoo exhaled softly and glanced down. Watching Choi Muhyeok tease his nipples with his mouth, Ji Yeonwoo tried to subtly move away, but Choi Muhyeok’s strong arms quickly pulled him back.

“Hah, aah, Managing Director… uhn!”

As Ji Yeonwoo’s perineum and genitals brushed against Choi Muhyeok’s thick length, he let out a startled moan.

Choi Muhyeok lightly bit down on Ji Yeonwoo’s nipple as he glanced up at him.

“Stay still. Where do you think you’re going?”

The sharp pain and pleasure shooting through Ji Yeonwoo’s chest spread throughout his body. Unable to bear it, he grabbed onto Choi Muhyeok’s head and clung to him. Even as he did, Choi Muhyeok moved his hips, rubbing his hardness against Ji Yeonwoo’s length. From just the sensation alone, it was clear how much bigger and thicker he was compared to Ji Yeonwoo.

The throbbing sensation below his waist grew stronger. His vision blurred, and Ji Yeonwoo tightly shut his eyes.

“I’m not going anywhere. But… hah, ah, uhn.”

Ji Yeonwoo struggled to speak, letting out shallow breaths. It was hard to breathe. His throat felt constricted. Oh no, what’s happening? Ji Yeonwoo gasped, gripping Choi Muhyeok’s shoulders tightly, his breaths coming out ragged. Noticing something was wrong, Choi Muhyeok abruptly lifted his head.

“Yeonwoo?”

Realizing Ji Yeonwoo’s state, Choi Muhyeok quickly wrapped his arms around him. Worried that it was the same situation as before, he held him close. Barely managing to open his eyes, Ji Yeonwoo leaned his forehead against Choi Muhyeok’s and whispered softly.

“I’m okay. But… let’s go to bed.”

Struggling to catch his breath, Ji Yeonwoo spoke with effort.

“It’s too hot here, and I’m feeling dizzy… I can’t breathe.”

He barely managed to say a few words before his breath was cut off again. Ji Yeonwoo’s breathing became more erratic, and seeing this, Choi Muhyeok grabbed his hair and urgently kissed him.

As their lips met, Choi Muhyeok blew warm air into Ji Yeonwoo’s mouth. Ji Yeonwoo clung to his neck, breathing in the air as if it were from an oxygen mask. But then something caught in his throat, and he turned his head, coughing loudly.

Holding the trembling Ji Yeonwoo, Choi Muhyeok stood up, water splashing around them. Without even bothering to dry off, he carried Ji Yeonwoo, wet footsteps echoing as he walked to the bedroom and opened the door.

Though his strides were long, when he laid Ji Yeonwoo down on the bed, his movements were gentle, supporting Ji Yeonwoo’s head with care.

As Ji Yeonwoo’s coughing subsided and he was left breathing shallowly, Choi Muhyeok leaned in again, kissing him softly while Ji Yeonwoo wrapped his arms around him.

“Mm, mm, ugh.”

The sudden change from the warm water to the cooler air made Ji Yeonwoo’s body lose heat quickly. Almost as if he could sense it, Choi Muhyeok, who was now fully pressed against him, kissed him gently while rubbing Ji Yeonwoo’s arms with his warm hands.

Thanks to Choi Muhyeok’s efforts, Ji Yeonwoo’s body quickly warmed up again. As Ji Yeonwoo squirmed, unable to stay still, Choi Muhyeok spread his legs with his knee, positioning himself between them. He cupped Ji Yeonwoo’s cheeks with both hands.

Their foreheads touched, and their breaths, shallow and ragged, mingled in the close space. He caressed Ji Yeonwoo’s cheek with his thumb, his gaze lingering, before planting a series of quick kisses on Ji Yeonwoo’s moist lips.

Their eyes met in mid-air. Without knowing who moved first, their lips met again. The wet sound of their kisses felt even more provocative, perhaps due to their time in the bath.

As if he intended to finish what had been left incomplete in the bathroom, Choi Muhyeok’s lips moved down to Ji Yeonwoo’s nipple. With a sharp intake of breath, Ji Yeonwoo moaned softly, gripping the bedsheet tightly as his body squirmed.

Every sensation felt new and intense. The way his nipples were bitten and sucked, and the way Choi Muhyeok’s tongue flicked against them, pushed Ji Yeonwoo’s body to the limit.

Strangely, there was no longer any fear about sex.

Ji Yeonwoo’s mind was completely blank, filled only with the desire to accept him.

But Ji Yeonwoo wasn’t sure of his feelings. Maybe, like before, Choi Muhyeok would stop before things went further, leaving it unfinished again.

Ji Yeonwoo didn’t want that to happen today.

Trembling and writhing, Ji Yeonwoo exhaled shakily, gently pushing at Choi Muhyeok’s head, which was resting against his chest. Choi Muhyeok, whose face had been nestled against Ji Yeonwoo’s flat chest, looked up, slightly pushed away by the feeble effort.

“Are we going all the way today?”

Ji Yeonwoo asked, looking at Choi Muhyeok, who was now settled between his raised knees. Choi Muhyeok, surprised by the question, wavered for a moment before smiling softly.

“…Can you handle it?”

The teasing question made Ji Yeonwoo nod without hesitation.

“Yes. I want to. Let’s do it.”

Choi Muhyeok let out a breath, a short laugh escaping him. His expression was a mix of amusement and surprise as he lightly rubbed the area around Ji Yeonwoo’s stiffened nipple with his fingers.

“I didn’t realize jealousy could be this intense.”

“It’s not jealousy.”

“Then what is it?”

Choi Muhyeok pressed down on Ji Yeonwoo’s nipple with his fingertip, causing him to bite his lip to suppress the moan that threatened to escape. Choi Muhyeok, watching this, gripped Ji Yeonwoo’s underarms and began rubbing his thumbs over his nipples.

“Ah, ah, mm.”

Despite biting his lip, Ji Yeonwoo couldn’t stop the moans from escaping. The overwhelming sensations caused his body to squirm, and he covered his mouth with his hand.

“You can’t answer me if you cover your mouth.”

Choi Muhyeok gently removed Ji Yeonwoo’s hand from his mouth. He tilted Ji Yeonwoo’s head so their eyes met. His gaze urged an answer, but his hands continued their relentless stimulation.

“Ah, mm, you always go alone.”

Ji Yeonwoo finally managed to respond between moans. Choi Muhyeok’s eyes widened in surprise at the response.

“Last time, and the time before. You didn’t finish.”

It had been bothering Ji Yeonwoo. Even though Choi Muhyeok was one of the few dominant Alphas Ji Yeonwoo knew, he was by far the most abstinent. In fact, he was unlike any Alpha or Beta, far exceeding expectations with his restraint.

Even though Ji Yeonwoo understood that Choi Muhyeok was being considerate and taking his time, he couldn’t help but worry. What if this long waiting eventually made him lose interest? Especially when Ji Yeonwoo, a mere Omega in name, couldn’t even satisfy him with pheromones, let alone in bed.

“Have you really been thinking about me this much?”

But it wasn’t just about that. Ji Yeonwoo wanted Choi Muhyeok.

He wanted to be with him.

He wanted to show how much he loved him.

“Didn’t you know? I think about you a lot, Managing Director.”

“…!”

“I really like you.”

Ji Yeonwoo wrapped his legs around Choi Muhyeok’s waist and hips, holding him tightly.

“So much that I get jealous over just a picture from your past.”

Choi Muhyeok’s eyes widened briefly, but quickly returned to normal. It was such a fleeting change that it would have gone unnoticed if Ji Yeonwoo hadn’t been paying close attention.

“I might even love you more than you love me. I wish you would—”

Before Ji Yeonwoo could finish, Choi Muhyeok lowered his body and kissed him. It was an uncharacteristically rough kiss, their teeth clashing. Their lips rubbed together messily, tongues tangling in a frenzy. The force of the kiss was almost overwhelming, but Ji Yeonwoo only let out a soft whimper, not pulling away.

“How can you tempt me like this, smelling so sweet?”

Choi Muhyeok murmured into Ji Yeonwoo’s neck as he buried his face there. Even the tremble in his breath was palpable.

The sweet scent of the bath oil clung to Ji Yeonwoo’s skin. Even though he knew it wasn’t, the fragrance felt like Omega pheromones, heightening Choi Muhyeok’s arousal more than usual.

“Managing Director, mm, ah!”