OMS 84

Kim Jun-han wore a rather complicated expression on his face. Understandably, since he’d been rejected so many times, it was only natural he’d hesitate. But then, as if solidifying his resolve, he climbed onto the bed and settled in.

“Lie on your side.”

Park Dong-sik did as he was told, and Kim Jun-han nestled against his back in the same position. His large hand gently caressed Park Dong-sik’s stomach, and his lips grazed his neck. Park Dong-sik flinched at the sensation of the hot breath on his skin.

“That tickles….”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Kim Jun-han began sucking on his earlobe, intensifying the pheromone scent. Park Dong-sik let out a soft moan. His body heated up rapidly as the hand that had been on his stomach moved back, parting his buttocks and forcing its way into his tight opening.

The other man inserted his middle and ring fingers, rotating his wrist to stimulate the inner walls, quickly creating a wet, squelching sound.

“Hah…”

Park Dong-sik bit down on his bottom lip and reached behind him, groping Kim Jun-han’s lower body. He could feel his hard cock through the fabric of his clothes. He unzipped his pants and pulled it out from his underwear, the cock was as hot as his skin.

He gripped the hot, hard flesh and stroked it up and down, causing a sticky fluid to seep from the tip. Kim Jun-han seemed unable to take it any longer, pulling his fingers out and rubbing his cock against Park Dong-sik’s thigh and ass. Since he wasn’t inserting it, Park Dong-sik grew impatient and turned his head slightly.

“Put it in….”

Kim Jun-han let out a sigh.

“I’m afraid I’ll be drunk and act rashly.”

“It’s okay. Hurry…”

Urged on, Kim Jun-han positioned his cock between Park Dong-sik’s thighs instead of his ass. Knowing what he was trying to do, Park Dong-sik squeezed his thighs together, applying pressure. With each breath that Kim Jun-han took, his firm chest that was pressed against Park Dong-sik’s back, rose and fell. Park Dong-sik’s heart pounded in response.

Kim Jun-han embraced Park Dong-sik’s chest and moved his hips. Even without penetration, the sensation of his hole being pierced was so vivid that Park Dong-sik involuntarily tightened his buttocks.

“Ahh!”

At the sound of his moan, Kim Jun-han sucked on his neck and fondled his chest wantonly. As he twisted his nipples, stimulating them, a clear fluid beaded at the tips. Kim Jun-han dabbed the fluid on his fingertip, brought it to his mouth to taste, and then gradually increased his pace. With a smack, smack sound, he thrust strongly enough to press down on Park Dong-sik’s ass until he reached his peak, then plunged his cock into Park Dong-sik’s hole instead of his thighs.

He vividly felt something hot gush inside, soaking his inner walls.

As Kim Jun-han breathed roughly, he pulled his cock out, and semen flowed out. His cock was still hard, and Park Dong-sik, with unfocused eyes, turned around and spread his hole as wide as he could.

“This time, here….Huh?”

Looking at the red, writhing flesh, Kim Jun-han furrowed his brow and hesitated. When Park Dong-sik tugged on his arm, he rubbed the thick head of his cock against the entrance. He slowly spread it open and entered, and it felt as if it was being sucked in. Kim Jun-han, only halfway in, exercised patience and rubbed it gently up and down.

Park Dong-sik panted in a wet voice at the writhing sensation inside.

“Hng…I like this….”

“You like it?”

“Yeah…”

This time, he reached forward, grabbed ahold of Park Dong-sik’s cock, and stroked it.

“Hng!”

“Tell me.”

“Tell you what…”

“About before, when you were a beta, what this was like.”

“Bigger than this, hng! And balls, ahh!”

“Do you want to go back?”

It was an unexpected question. Before he could answer, Kim Jun-han ground his fingertip into his urethra. Ahh! Dong-sik threw his head back, completely relying on Kim Jun-han. His thrusts grew faster, and the feeling of his cock stabbing wildly at his inner walls made him feel as if he was being consumed by pleasure.

“Do you want to go back?”

The damp voice brought on a wave of climax. Park Dong-sik’s eyelids fluttered as he tried to pull away Kim Jun-han’s hand that was holding his cock.

“Wait, ah! This feeling…! Hng…!”

“Answer me. Do you want to go back?”

“No, no!”

Even as he convulsed, scratching Kim Jun-han’s thigh with his nails, Kim Jun-han blocked the entrance and showed no sign of letting go. He was going crazy because he couldn’t release what was building up inside.

“Ah, fuck!”

Finally, Kim Jun-han embraced him tightly, buried his face in his neck, and ejaculated. Because he had penetrated deeper than before, stimulating him, Park Dong-sik trembled incessantly. As soon as he released the hand that had been pressing down, a thin fluid streamed from the tip of his cock, staining the sheets and his hand.

He breathed heavily and slumped as if exhausted, and Kim Jun-han kissed the back of his head and gently stroked his stomach.

“Are you okay?”

Too weak to answer, he barely nodded his head. Thank goodness. No rejection. He should be dancing with joy, but his whole body was too heavy to move. As he lay there limply, Kim Jun-han got off the bed and headed to the bathroom.

A moment later, he inserted his fingers to scrape out the remaining semen and then carefully wiped his entire body with a warm towel. Each time the warm, soft cloth touched his body, Park Dong-sik thought:

So this is what it’s like to be cared for. It’s so much better than I thought. I’ve been living without knowing this.

In the midst of all this, his eyelids drooped, and sleep washed over him. He should at least tell Kim Jun-han congratulations, but he couldn’t open his mouth, and his consciousness sank further and further down.

***

When Park Dong-sik opened his eyes, he was relieved to see the familiar scenery. Sure enough, Whitey and Blackie were grazing a short distance away. He got up and headed toward them when he heard voices coming from somewhere.

[Are you okay? Can you move?]

[CEO Kim.]

[Can you see this? How many?]

Huh? This was the conversation he had with the drunk Kim Jun-han.

He was listening quietly when it happened.

[I’m sorry…]

Instantly, the rabbits stopped grazing and looked up at the same time.

[I’m sorry.]

At Kim Jun-han’s apology, Blackie opened his mouth wide and exclaimed, “Wow!”

[Forgive me just once. Please.]

At the sound of the affectionate voice, Blackie jumped up and down as if it were a festival. 

“Forgive him! Forgive him! Forgive him!” 

Park Dong-sik tensed. What kind of reaction would Whitey have? He watched anxiously, but Whitey snorted and said one thing.

“That’s what you get for acting up.”

Park Dong-sik’s mouth dropped open. Huh? That was exactly how Kim Jun-han spoke. Then Whitey raised his chin and walked away haughtily, lying down in the shade of a tree to sleep. Blackie, who had been making a fuss, lay down next to him.

In an instant, everything was quiet, and Park Dong-sik smiled with joy.

Is it over now? Is it finished? Have they finally accepted it? Thank you, guys….

But then, an unexpected, a lewd moan was heard.

[It’s wet.]

[Hng! I like this.]

[CEO, more, more!]

W-Whathat is this? Park Dong-sik looked at the rabbits in confusion. As if they were using a megaphone, his voice and Kim Jun-han’s voice alternated. Blackie nonchalantly lowered his ears and slept, while Whitey’s eyes widened, and he looked conflicted about whether to cause trouble or not.

Fortunately, Blackie patted Whitey’s back first, and he seemed to give up, covering his ears and falling asleep. The moans grew louder and louder, and Park Dong-sik frantically waved his arms upward and shouted.

“Stop! Stop it, you guys! The kids are listening!”

“Stop…stop….”

Someone gently shook his shoulder. A cool pheromone scent tickled his nose. Park Dong-sik opened his eyes and looked at the handsome face in front of him, trying to distinguish between dream and reality. When did he fall asleep? No, more importantly, why was Kim Jun-han still next to him?

“Did you have a nightmare?”

Park Dong-sik struggled to sit up. Should he call this a nightmare, or should he file it away as a good thing?

“I heard everything…”

Kim Jun-han raised his eyebrows at his mumbling.

“Heard what?”

He wouldn’t believe it if he told him about the scene in his dream. Should they gag each other when they do it from now on? Thinking about it, that was kind of hot too. Then, he inadvertently looked at the clock and saw that it was 9 o’clock. Park Dong-sik asked with a bewildered expression on his face.

“What about work?”

“It’s the weekend.”

Kim Jun-han looked as neat and tidy as usual. There was no trace of the disheveled face he had on last night. Park Dong-sik noticed that his expression was much lighter than before and chuckled.

“It’s too early for you to be happy, CEO.”

“What do you mean?”

“There’s one of them with a very prickly personality. I don’t think we need to test whose kid it is.”

“Will it be born?”

“We’ll see when it’s born.”

As he smiled and got off the bed, Kim Jun-han naturally reached out his hand. He hesitated for a moment but took it, feeling strange. Waking up in the morning with him, who used to disappear by midnight, made him feel embarrassingly like an ordinary couple. As they joked around and came out, they heard footsteps from the direction of the entrance. There was only one person who would come at this time without warning.

Sure enough, Kim Tae-han appeared and immediately frowned.

“Why are you two coming out of there?”

“Kim Tae-han, good morning.” 

Park Dong-sik waved his hand as casually as possible and headed to the kitchen. Then, Kim Tae-han followed him and stopped, looking as if he was about to explode.

“You slept with hyung?”

As he poured water into a cup to quench his dry throat, Kim Tae-han grabbed his wrist. There was a subtle anger in his eyes, and Kim Jun-han immediately came and pulled him away, coldly saying.

“Let go.”

Kim Tae-han glared at Kim Jun-han as if he wanted to kill him. Afraid that they would start fighting again, Park Dong-sik put down the water cup, stepped between them, grabbed one arm each, and walked them to the sofa. 

“Stop it, both of you, and listen to me.”

As soon as he brought them to the sofa and sat them down, Park Dong-sik brought the portable whiteboard that he had placed in the corner. He picked up a pen and eraser, erased the “im” from “impossible” under Kim Jun-han’s picture, and changed the probability of him being the biological father from 20% to 50%.

Kim Tae-han, who had been watching, made a cold expression and sneered at Kim Jun-han.

“Congratulations. If you’re lucky, one of them might be hyung’s kid.”

Kim Jun-han retorted with a calm face.

“Both of them could be my kids.”

“You’re dreaming.”

“You should give up your vain hopes.”

“Aren’t you scared? I’d be creeped out if I had a kid who looked like hyung.”

“At least if it’s my kid, he won’t pull any dirty tricks. Unlike someone else.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’d want to hide it, but should I keep explaining?”

Sparks flew, and Park Dong-sik let out a long sigh, put down the pen, squeezed between Kim Jun-han and Kim Tae-han, and sat down. He took both of their hands and gently placed them on his stomach, and just then, the babies squirmed inside. The fight stopped, and both of their gazes turned to his stomach at the same time.

Park Dong-sik looked back and forth between them and quietly coaxed them.

“Stop it and go make breakfast. The kids are starving right now.”