PM Chapter 37

Chapter 37

“Put it in… p please, uhh…!”

The moment Heeseong begged, his underwear was yanked down. At the same time, the head of Daesik’s cock thrust straight into the narrow entrance in one go.

The dull ache in his lower abdomen flared sharply. It felt like a burning club had been driven inside him, and Heeseong panted as he clung to Daesik’s shoulders like a lifeline.

Daesik wrapped an arm around Heeseong’s lower back and began to thrust his hips wildly.

Slap, thud, smack

“Hhh…. ah! Ngh, ugh!”

The sensation was so intense it felt like his whole body was falling apart. Heeseong’s eyes went unfocused, and his rice cake white body had long since flushed red all over.

His glasses dangled crookedly on his face. Daesik snatched them off and tossed them aside, then moved his hips in a relentless rhythm and swallowed Heeseong’s parted lips.

“Ngh, hhh! Mmm, ahh…!”

As if ravaging him above and below at once, he tangled their tongues, biting, sucking, and devouring.

Heeseong’s heated nipples were rubbed raw against Daesik’s solid chest, and his cock, pressed against Daesik’s sculpted abs, spilled tear like spurts of semen again and again.

In the end, Heeseong lost consciousness without ever seeing the movie’s ending.

Only after spilling himself deep inside Heeseong did Daesik finally pull out. As he did, the semen he’d left behind leaked out thickly from Heeseong’s overheated hole.

“…….”

Daesik frowned sharply.

Obscene little thing.

Exhaling roughly, he barely managed to calm himself down and brushed back his messy hair.

Should I feed him some kind of tonic or something.

Clicking his tongue, he picked Heeseong up. Even while washing him, he had to grit his teeth several times to hold himself back. It was different from his usual behavior of satisfying his desires regardless of an omega’s condition, but Daesik didn’t notice it himself.

After washing Heeseong and laying him down on the bed, Daesik checked the time and slowly stood up.

What had been broad daylight was already dark. Judging by how his phone had been ringing noisily for a while, Choi Younggi must have been pestering him.

Annoying.

Clicking his tongue inwardly, Daesik frowned. It made sense, considering how long he’d been kept waiting, but today everything felt especially bothersome.

He brushed his fingers through the messy hair of the sleeping Heeseong, then turned leisurely and put on his shirt.

Just as Daesik finished getting dressed, Heeseong woke up.

Opening his eyes, Heeseong was surprised to find that his body felt unexpectedly fine. As he slowly pushed himself up with bleary eyes, a voice suddenly spoke.

“Sleep more.”

Turning his gaze, he saw Daesik, already fully dressed, putting on his suit jacket. Heeseong slowly blinked and asked,

“…Where are you going?”

“To work.”

Daesik answered calmly, letting out a short laugh. Heeseong’s question sounded as if he didn’t want him to go.

“Why. Want me not to go?”

He asked in a lazy, teasing tone, but Daesik realized with a click of his tongue that he actually meant it. Maybe it was because he’d had a rare break and gotten too immersed. No matter how good the sex was, no matter how much he’d discovered a new preference, this was still ridiculous.

“Uh, um….”

When Heeseong hesitated, Daesik’s feeling only grew stronger. Shaking his head inwardly, he suppressed the impulse and turned away.

That was when it happened.

“I I’ll go too…!”

Startled by his own sudden words, Heeseong hurriedly grabbed Daesik as he opened the door. Seeing the boss heading to work reminded him of something he’d forgotten. That he’d decided to work here to repay Daesik’s help.

Panicking, Heeseong scrambled to get up.

Daesik stopped and shook his head.

“You need more rest.”

“I’m fine now. I can go.”

“…….”

“I I really am….”

“Hm.”

Daesik suddenly stepped closer, grabbed Heeseong’s wrist, and pressed his nose against it. When his sharp nose touched the pale skin, Heeseong’s shoulders trembled.

Whoosh.

Daesik’s dense pheromones washed over his skin. A fresh, cool scent like a forest by the sea tickled his nose. It felt like stepping into a coastal forest where waves crashed nearby. Heeseong curled his toes and lightly bit his lip.

His heart pounded wildly, so loud it felt like his ears were ringing.

Why, why is this happening?

At that moment, Daesik lifted his gaze. Their eyes met.

Daesik narrowed his eyes, then slowly opened his mouth and gently bit Heeseong’s wrist without hurting him. His wet tongue brushed over the skin, and at the same time his thick pheromones surged out.

“Ngh….”

Heeseong let out a small moan without realizing it. Daesik released his wrist and said,

“You’re not fine.”

“Th that….”

“Rest a bit more.”

Faced with Daesik’s firm gaze, Heeseong worried his lip and nodded.

“…Okay.”

“Good choice.”

After brushing Heeseong’s hair back with his fingertips, Daesik finally turned away. Just then, Heeseong’s small voice followed him.

“…Have a safe trip.”

Daesik paused and looked back. Heeseong, buried under the blankets, bowed his head slightly. Wrapped in the white bedding, he looked just like a squirrel wearing a cloak. Amused, Daesik chuckled briefly, waved a hand, and left the room.

* * *

Kyunghoon, who had been waiting, greeted Daesik as he stepped out of the elevator on the first floor.

“Where’s Choi Younggi?”

“He waited at Gold, then went down to the third floor.”

Looks like he got tired of waiting in the secret club on basement level two and went off to gamble. With his fiery temper and lack of patience, Daesik hadn’t expected Choi Younggi to wait quietly in the first place.

He’d made him wait on purpose, too. A guy who couldn’t tear himself away from gambling wouldn’t last.

By now, he was probably riding a hot streak, eyes bloodshot.

Having already planned to wring something even worse out of him no matter what he demanded, Daesik nodded lazily.

“He didn’t come alone. What about the others?”

“Two are at Gold. One booked a room.”

Daesik, who’d been listening indifferently, let his lips curve smoothly.

Looks like our director is up to something interesting.

He’d been trying to plant a few people here and there for a while now, so he must be planning something. It was obvious enough to be laughable.

“What floor.”

“Eighth floor.”

Daesik slowly rubbed his chin.

“The one who came before?”

“No movement so far.”

Hm. No movement.

What kind of trick is he planning now. Daesik tilted his head with a faint scoff.

Then his brow twitched slightly.

No matter what tricks Choi Younggi pulled, it usually wouldn’t matter. But this time was different.

Heeseong was involved.

If Choi Younggi, a feral alpha, found out about omega Heeseong, there was no way he’d leave him alone. He was the kind of bastard who couldn’t resist an omega.

So Choi Younggi probably wasn’t it. Daesik groaned softly, lost in thought.

“…Keep a close watch.”

Judging by Heeseong’s awkward movements and his attempts to hide his heat cycle, it was clearly his first time, but something still felt off. There were too many suspicious points to believe it outright, including how suddenly he’d appeared.

If someone was clever enough to deliberately send in a naive omega, then it wasn’t Choi Younggi. That idiot didn’t have the brains for it. It was more likely someone else.

Either way, Heeseong hadn’t come here for no reason.

Even though he was sure of that, Daesik couldn’t shake the bad aftertaste. His mood felt filthy, like he’d stepped in something foul. He’d been fine until he left the room, but the thought of someone sending Heeseong here twisted his lips.

He even felt like tracking them down and killing them on the spot.

While he was thinking, Daesik and Kyunghoon passed through the basement level one bar and arrived at the club on the second basement level.

Aside from a few tables, the club was made up entirely of private rooms, designed for indulging in personal tastes. There were no hostesses, but guests were allowed to bring their own, so soft moans drifted out here and there.

Some of the escorts belonged to Choi Younggi’s side, others had come through Taebaekgwan. Among those from Choi Younggi’s side, plenty wandered the motel blatantly trying to stir up trouble, or openly seduced Daesik’s subordinates. Each time, they’d been caught and kicked out.

Still, there were always a few idiots who fell for it. At least things were kept under control thanks to Kyunghoon, a beta, managing the underlings well.

In any case, several of the omegas sent by Choi Younggi had tried to approach Daesik more than once.

That was why he’d naturally suspected Heeseong might be from that side too.

Of course, his thoughts had changed now.