MIM 124

“Umm….”

A low moan sweetly wrapped around his ear. The scent deeply embedded in the blanket, the warmth filling his arms, was simply comforting. It felt like a past life that he had suffered from insomnia and nightmares. Jae-seung had been sleeping so well lately. Next to the person he loved, even in an uncomfortable position hugging him.

He buried his nose in Shin-woo’s temple, who was sound asleep, and slowly inhaled. A familiar scent came from the guy who stayed in the same space, a new house and a large bed. The shampoo he always used. The scent of detergent soaked into the bedding. A soft, skin scent. The warm smell of a person, with a slight hint of sweat from the night.

Jae-seung always woke up before Shin-woo. It wasn’t something he deliberately did, but he naturally woke up early. As a result, he saw Shin-woo asleep every morning. On days when he woke up late, he would continue to stare at him for hours. Listening to his comfortable breathing made him feel drowsy, and he lost track of time.

Jae-seung’s gaze, which had been scanning Shin-woo’s exposed long neck, stopped at one spot. The place where the tattoo had been removed was still slightly noticeable. He slowly licked over it and pulled Shin-woo’s waist closer.

Shin-woo, who had been showing signs of annoyance for a while, eventually followed Jae-seung to have the barcode removed, unable to resist his persistence. Not only did Jae-seung take charge of searching for and booking a shop famous for cleanly removing tattoos, but he also waited outside until the procedure was finished. He was nervous while waiting, for some reason. It was because it was the moment he was finally keeping one of the many promises he had made to Shin-woo.

After that, Shin-woo often touched the spot where the tattoo had been, as if he felt awkward. He would joke that removing it was more painful than getting it, and that he never wanted to go near a needle again, but sometimes he would make a strange expression and feel his neck. Shin-woo seemed to think nothing of it, but Jae-seung felt relieved after erasing the mark that Ma Jin-seong had engraved with malice as a scapegoat tool.

Not long after that, Shin-woo suddenly said something strange. He said that he had parked on the street, and while he was away for a moment, bird poop had fallen on the hood of the car parked next to him. He was delighted for a long time about the incident, saying that he seemed to be lucky these days. Jae-seung wondered what was so great about avoiding bird poop when he hadn’t won the lottery, but he realized it when Shin-woo kept touching the spot where the tattoo had been while saying that.

Even though he pretended not to care, Shin-woo was secretly pleased. He was happy that Jae-seung hated the barcode that Ma Jin-sung had engraved as a Scapegoat tool, and that he had stubbornly insisted on erasing it. Jae-seung knew that the young Ma Jae-seung, who believed that his fate would change if he removed the tattoo and changed his name, was still in Shin-woo’s heart.

Thinking about that made him feel sorry and affectionate, and his heart became complicated. Jae-seung stroked Shin-woo’s short hair and kissed him deeply from his neck to his ear. He put the soft earlobe between his lips and slowly licked it until the edge of his ear turned red. Shin-woo, still half asleep, wiggled his legs, and their touching lower bodies rubbed together pleasantly.

Jae-seung put his hand inside the short-sleeved shirt he was wearing as pajamas and groped his chest. Shin-woo lifted his hazy face. His languidly blinking eyes couldn’t overcome his sleepiness and closed again. Jae-seung chuckled softly and stroked Shin-woo’s slender waist, carefully lifting one of his legs.

“Haa….”

Jae-seung let out a long sigh, inserting his erect dick between his firm, bare thighs. He had to go to school soon, and he didn’t want to overdo it in the morning since the wound was still healing. The inside of Shin-woo’s thighs was firm with muscle, so if he squeezed them tightly, he could cum just like this. After being discharged from the hospital, they had sex like this for a while when they couldn’t have penetrative sex because he was focused on recovery. Jae-seung between Shin-woo’s thighs, Shin-woo in Jae-seung’s mouth.

Perhaps that’s why Shin-woo accepted the dick penetrating between his thighs so naturally. Even as he tossed and turned in his sleep, he brought his legs together and squeezed his dick tightly. Jae-seung kept kissing Shin-woo’s flushed cheeks and began to move his lower body.

“Huu, Shin-woo.”

“Uhmm….”

Shin-woo parted his lips, feeling the hard dick rubbing against the inside of his thighs. His face flushed, and the sound of his breath, bursting from the tip of his nose, was also getting faster and faster. Jae-seung held his pelvis tightly in place and pressed his bottom tightly against him. He wrapped Shin-woo’s lower body with his left leg and thrust his dick wildly between the narrow muscles.

“Ugh, Jae… Jae-seung.”

As his body began to shake, Shin-woo finally lifted his heavy eyelids. His name flowed from his mouth in broken pieces. Jae-seung looked down, feeling his rubbing lower body getting wetter and wetter. Shin-woo, aroused just by having his thighs penetrated, had soaked his back.

“Shit.”

Jae-seung cursed through his teeth as he looked at Shin-woo’s wet underwear. He pulled Shin-woo’s wet underwear down to his knees and pressed his glans between his buttocks. His dick, pressing against the hole as if to penetrate, slipped between his open legs. Ah. Shin-woo groaned and threw his head back. The brown eyes he met were blurred with lust.

“You have to drop out of school.”

Jae-seung muttered, grabbing Shin-woo’s chest with one hand and pulling him close to him. As he buried his nose in his ear and sniffed like an animal, a faint Ppheromone scent permeated his nostrils. He had failed his transformation and usually smelled like any other Beta, but when he was sexually aroused, he gave off a faint scent similar to that of an Omega.

Reaching between his legs, he felt his dick, which was dripping with water as much as his wet hole. How could he go to school with this guy, who wets his front and back just by rubbing his thighs, when the school was full of Alphas? Jae-seung kissed Shin-woo’s cheeks and shook his shaft.

Shin-woo, who was fully awake, moved his waist back and forth in response to the touch. Each time, his erect dick poked the bottom of Shin-woo’s scrotum. Shin-woo seemed to feel good just from that, and he groaned as if his back was being penetrated.

“Ah, ah… ah, eugh.”

“Ugh…!”

It was hot. His neatly gathered thighs were hot from the friction, and so was the breath Shin-woo exhaled. When he pushed his finger into his panting mouth, Shin-woo gathered his lips and sucked. Seeing him move his head back and forth as if he were caressing his dick, Jae-seung couldn’t stand it. As soon as he felt like he was about to cum, Jae-seung laid Shin-woo down and took his place between his legs.

Shin-woo, who knew the position that aroused Jae-seung the most, spread his legs and arched them upwards. He exposed the hole that was dripping with clear liquid, and masturbated while rubbing it with his fingertips. The skin on the inside of his thighs, where his dick had been rubbed, was reddish.

“Haa, Shin-woo. Shin-woo.”

“Eugh,”

Shin-woo, who was quickly shaking his own, first raised his waist with a start and reached his climax. His excitement reached its peak, and a tingling sensation filled his lower abdomen. At the same time as he forcefully stroked his dick, Jae-seung shoved his middle finger into Shin-woo’s hole. The soft, wet inner wall sucked on his finger and dripped liquid. Looking down at the red flesh, Jae-seung ejaculated between Shin-woo’s legs.

Morning sex instantly awakened all the senses in his body. Jae-seung slowly caught his breath and kissed Shin-woo’s handsome forehead. “What time is it?” Jae-seung checked the time at the deeply subdued voice.

“Seven o’clock. Still plenty of time.”

“I’m wide awake.”

“Lie down more. I’ll bring breakfast to bed.”

“We don’t eat in bed.”

“We have to wash the blankets anyway.”

Shin-woo nodded silently, as if he had nothing to say. His short hair was sticking out in all directions in the morning, which was cute. Jae-seung kissed Shin-woo’s cheek with a smack, then pecked kisses from his neck to his chest, stomach, and long legs. His warm lips gently traced over the stitched marks and numerous scars.

“Stop it.”

Blushing, Shin-woo grabbed Jae-seung’s hair. He was more embarrassed by afterplay than sex, so he always put in effort after sex. He would bite and suck until he fell asleep, and he would massage his arms and legs, and he himself would feel drowsy and sleep deeply without even dreaming. Jae-seung grinned and crawled up, pressing his nose against Shin-woo’s nose. A smile lingered around his gently drooping eyes.