RFL Ch 7

“…Can we decide on the reward now?”

Sooin had expected an apology, or at least a response like, “I’ll try my best.” But Song Jaeyi’s words were the opposite. Not an apology, not a promise, but extortion.

Dumbfounded, Sooin’s eyes widened as he looked at Song Jaeyi. How could he ask for something at this timing? Was he trying to subtly ask for forgiveness by keeping his mouth shut, or…?

“If you ask me to do it with my hand right now, I’ll kill you.”

“Oh, are you crazy?”

Song Jaeyi, who had momentarily flared up, lowered his voice. After barely regaining his composure and fixing his expression, a cautious gaze touched Sooin again. The car stopped at a red light, and their eyes met.

“…Teach me that.”

“Teach you what?”

“How to be fake. If Hyung teaches me, I’ll learn.”

The man, who “looked like a dominant alpha at first glance,” whispered, taking a lower stance.

The guy, who seemed like he had never lost in his life, voluntarily humbled himself. The unusually polite words, asking to be taught what he hated the most and saying he would learn, left Sooin speechless.

The tangled threads in his heart, which he had been trying not to unravel, disappeared. Without a trace. The moment he realized his heart was completely empty, without any impurities, Sooin became curious about Song Jaeyi.

Why he hated fake people so much. Why he had come to resent his father so much. Why he left Canada, where he had lived for a long time, and why he chose Korea. He was curious about those past, now useless stories. Ominously so.

“I don’t know if I can make time.”

His instincts moved before he could properly think. Sooin smiled, his voice casual.

“As you know, I’m obsessed with money. I don’t have enough time to work, so I don’t have much time to spare for unpaid talent donation.”

Unintentionally, a subtly provocative tone came out. Because it was instinctive, Sooin regretted it the moment he said it.

“Then let’s do it at school. I’ll match Hyung’s schedule.”

But Song Jaeyi was calm. His tone, which would have sounded condescending normally, was still polite. At times like this, Song Jaeyi became unfamiliar again.

When you don’t have many cards to play, buying time is important. Sooin looked out the window instead of answering immediately. He pretended to look at the scenery while calculating.

Actually, Song Jaeyi didn’t need to learn how to be fake. Sooin had a lot to lose and didn’t have the money or time to deal with the aftermath, but the chaebol’s dominant alpha young master was different. Whether a fight broke out or his grades tanked because of his excessively honest personality, there wouldn’t be much damage. He had the physique to subdue someone with a single punch, the financial resources to pay for damages, and plenty of time.

But the problem was that Sooin would also get caught in the crossfire. Because of Song Jaeyi’s near-negative social skills, even the final project was now at risk. He had managed to patch things up and ignore them until now, but today’s incident couldn’t be brushed aside so easily. He definitely needed to do something.

While he was pondering, the car entered the hospital parking lot. It was a large hospital with few empty spaces, even on a weekday afternoon.

For a slightly swollen wrist, he had to come to a hospital like this… Grumbling inwardly, Sooin got out of the car.

But Song Jaeyi, who also got out, picked up the pace first. He hurried ahead and opened the door for Sooin. Looking at him holding open the heavy glass door and waiting, Sooin chuckled.

“I’ll think about that strange tutoring, so go home for today. I’m tired and can’t think straight.”

Although he had used the hospital as an excuse to bring Song Jaeyi along, he had no intention of actually going through the medical examination together. After giving a clean goodbye, Sooin patted Song Jaeyi’s broad shoulder once. It was an unconscious, habitual movement.

“Ah, ugh…”

A sharp pain shot up from his wrist. Sooin was appalled to realize that the hand he had swung habitually was his injured left hand. It seemed his brain had actually become dull after constantly lamenting about being stupid lately.

How pathetic… The words he muttered were reflected in Song Jaeyi’s eyes. His eyes held a look of concern.

Having never been treated like that in his life, Sooin felt embarrassed. He hadn’t experienced embarrassment often in his life, but he felt it frequently in front of Song Jaeyi. Suppressing his annoyance, he quickly walked down the brightly lit hospital hallway.

“Let’s go together. Hyung’s wrist might break if you go alone.”

“…I’m not that clumsy. Just go.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Hey, you understood what I meant.”

Song Jaeyi diligently followed behind, then started to walk ahead again. He even went to the desk first and said, “My wrist is swollen.” Sooin laughed in disbelief but didn’t stop him.

“Are you the patient?”

“No.”

“Then are you the guardian?”

“Yes. I think so?”

Strangely, he didn’t feel bad.

The doctor diagnosed that the injury wasn’t severe. However, because it was an area prone to further injury, he recommended a cast.

The black brace wrapped around his wrist, starting from between his fingers. It was uncomfortable and stuffy, but the treatment didn’t end there. The doctor advised him to minimize the use of his wrist for a speedy recovery. On top of that, he added that it would be good to be careful for 1-2 weeks even after removing the brace.

Sooin immediately thought of his cafe job.

It was right after the new alpha employee had quit because of the pheromone incident. He was already short-staffed and needed all the help he could get, but now he had to keep one good hand tied up.

It wasn’t a desirable choice, but he had no choice but to accept it silently. He couldn’t even make excuses since he had just hit Song Jaeyi with his injured hand.

He might actually get fired from the cafe this time. As he sighed, the car entered his familiar neighborhood.

“How am I supposed to eat?”

“Your right hand is fine.”

“I guess you can cook with one hand.”

He thought they were going back to school, but the white SUV stopped in front of the two-story house again. Of course, Sooin didn’t have any remaining exams or classes. But…

“Didn’t you say you were going on a blind date today?”

The nice suit he was wearing still looked unfamiliar. It wasn’t black, but a relatively subdued color, yet it felt flashy because of Song Jaeyi. Sooin’s eyes narrowed every time he saw it.

“I’m not going.”

Even in front of Sooin’s narrowed eyes, Song Jaeyi’s presence was strong. After answering firmly and lowly, he strode closer.

“So open the door. I’ll just make you food and leave.”

It’s lonely to be alone when you’re sick. Knowing this too well, his heart wavered for a moment. Still, Sooin decided to change the subject.

“I’m more worried about my watch than food.”

“Ah, I’ll compensate you for the watch too.”

“Why? Pyo Hyungyeon broke it. Oh, should I use this opportunity to bury him?”

“…Bury what?”

“Pyo Hyungyeon?”

“……”

“Why? Say what you want to say.”

“Nothing.”

Even though his eyes clearly wanted to criticize, he held back. Finding it rather cute, Sooin’s steps toward his house became lighter.

Turning around after taking two steps up to the gate, the eye level was different than usual. Song Jaeyi’s pretty eyes looked up at Sooin. Song Jaeyi, holding back his words, gave a kind look and murmured,

“…Anyway, I want to pay for it.”

Thinking that this angle was also different, Sooin grinned. And he subtly asked back,

“With money? This can’t be compensated with money.”

When he asked in a deliberately suggestive tone, Song Jaeyi frowned. His eyes sharpened, and his lips twisted. It was the expression he made right before he would normally burst out in anger.

But after parting his lips once, Song Jaeyi took a breath. After taking a deep breath that filled his chest, he asked in a slightly softer voice,

“…You’re not saying I should pay with my body, are you?”

A subtle annoyance was attached to his carefully crafted, calm tone. At the predictable reaction, Sooin laughed.

“I knew you’d think that.”

“Is that not it?”

“Why, are you disappointed? Because I said no even though you wanted to?”

“…Oh, seriously.”

Finally, Song Jaeyi expressed his clear annoyance. Thanks to that, Sooin’s smile deepened.

“Open the door.”

Song Jaeyi’s patience, which he had maintained throughout, was wearing thin. He took a step closer, coming right up to Sooin. They were close enough to smell and feel each other’s breath.

Despite this, Sooin was as relaxed as ever. Dozens of remarks that could provoke Song Jaeyi came to mind. He could tease him playfully as usual and make the angry Song Jaeyi turn around and leave.

But he didn’t want that outcome. Feeling an ominous desire, Sooin reached back. He calmed his expression and grasped the stiff lock of the gate.

“You can come in, but I can’t guarantee anything.”

Song Jaeyi, standing incredibly close, asked,

“What?”

His low voice ended as their hands touched. Song Jaeyi’s large, warm hand overlapped Sooin’s, which had been fumbling with the lock with one hand. Hiding the feeling of his insides churning, Sooin said jokingly,

“You haven’t learned it yet.”

“……”

“How to control your pheromones.”

Click, the metal lock finally opened. Still, Sooin didn’t push the gate open immediately. As if giving him a chance, he stood there, looking up at Song Jaeyi.

“Are you still okay with this?”

Song Jaeyi’s eyes, up close, shone intensely.

They were even more gleaming and seemed stickier than when he was heated up because of Pyo Hyungyeon. But despite his unfamiliar expression, Song Jaeyi was still calm. His voice, covering the simmering heat, answered obediently,

“I told you I had training.”

Only then did Sooin smile and push the gate open. Inside the wide-open gate, the footprints of a stranger were imprinted for the first time in a long time.

Song Jaeyi, who had seemed ready to pounce as soon as they crossed the gate, was quiet. His steps, silently following as if he really intended to just cook and leave, held no trace of desire. Calm and quiet.

Thanks to that, Sooin also leisurely climbed the low hill. He walked, feeling the familiar scenery of the old bench and tough weeds, which he could now draw from memory, as unfamiliar. It was because the very fact that Song Jaeyi was in this yard felt strange and unreal. Even though the first-time visitor himself was at ease.

Finding his unnecessary tension amusing, Sooin shook his head. He chuckled lightly and pressed the keypad attached to the front door. Song Jaeyi, standing tall behind him, was still silent.

Was it because he was too conscious of him? He made a mistake he never made. Beep, his neck cooled at the warning sound that the password was incorrect. Embarrassed, Sooin slowly pressed the keypad again.

The button sounds echoed alone in the silence. Even Song Jaeyi, who would have normally mocked him for not knowing his own door code, was quiet. The unusual silence became awkward, so Sooin started talking for no reason.

“I was lying on that bench when we talked on the phone.”

“……”

“I almost fell asleep.”

Despite his obvious effort, it was still quiet behind him. Beep, only the sound of the front door opening broke the silence.

At that moment, he was suddenly turned around. Song Jaeyi’s large hands wrapped around his waist, pulling him close. His center of gravity shifted, and his feet involuntarily stepped back. He was pushed back as if being crammed through the now-open doorway.

Song Jaeyi seemed to know instinctively when his balance was about to collapse. The moment his feet wobbled, the back of his neck was enveloped. A large, warm hand firmly supported his entire neck, applying pressure. As he followed the pulling sensation and looked up, their eyes met.

As if waiting, Song Jaeyi lowered his head. His sharp nose bridge tilted closer. He could already smell something. Before their lips even touched, a soft gasp escaped his lips.

A hot tongue invaded between his parted lips. Song Jaeyi pressed his thick tongue against the roof of Sooin’s mouth, rubbing it insistently. Sooin quickly became breathless at the careful and thorough caress, as if Song Jaeyi was touching his cock.

Sooin tightly hugged and pulled Song Jaeyi’s broad back. He led him inside without looking back and bumped his back against something. Gasping, Song Jaeyi’s long, large thumb rubbed the back of his neck. Even the soothing stroke from behind his ear down his neck made him tremble. His whole body tensed up despite being in the most comfortable place. As if it was his first time having sex.

It was because this house was filled with so many memories and vulnerabilities. It felt strange, as if he was showing Song Jaeyi all the memories contained within these walls. The happiest times and the times he endlessly crumbled, his very young days and the times he had to force himself to grow up.

But there was no need to attach so much meaning to it. To calm his unusually tense self, Sooin repeated a light thought.

Today, too, is just like the sex he’s had so easily until now. The mood just happened to flow this way, and the situation just happened to be right. There’s nothing special. Just like always, he just needs to get some momentary stability and warmth and fall asleep.

Sooin, who repeated the thought as if making a resolution, smiled, tilting his head back. It was to lessen the weight of this act, even a little.

At the silent smile in his eyes, Song Jaeyi frowned and pressed himself against Sooin again. Even in the brief moment it took to say a word, their bodies collided, and lips were devoured.

“You said… you were just… going to… make food…”

Even at Sooin’s joke to lighten the mood, Song Jaeyi didn’t react accordingly. Unable to hide his burning gaze, he kept pushing. His hard thighs and knees, intruding between Sooin’s legs, pressed against his groin. A gasp escaped his lips as their foreheads touched.

“Did you believe that?”

Song Jaeyi asked, his eyes looking like he was about to devour him.

“No.”

Sooin chuckled at the seemingly angry tone.

Song Jaeyi deepened the kiss as if swallowing Sooin’s amused reply. He rubbed against his sensitive mucous membrane and sucked on his tongue. Down below, a hand that had already slipped inside his clothes started roughly stroking his bare skin. A muffled moan escaped his lips.

His attempt to somehow lower the temperature seemed to have fueled Song Jaeyi’s competitive spirit.

After breaking the rough kiss, Song Jaeyi immediately lowered his body. He knelt down and unbuckled Sooin’s pants. He seemed ready to take out his cock and put it in his mouth right there.

Sooin was startled and pushed against his beautiful forehead.

“Wait.”

Song Jaeyi, stopped mid-undressing, raised his eyebrows. Sooin was speechless at his gaze, which seemed to ask why he was ruining the mood again.

He knew. Sooin also preferred to hear “More, good, do it” rather than “Wait, I don’t like it, stop” during sex. At least while having sex, honest words aroused him more. That’s why Sooin usually didn’t refuse even intense caresses or acts.

But now…

“Not here.”

The living room beyond the open inner door was too bright. Especially the spot where the large frame used to hang felt like a camera. Feeling self-conscious as if someone was watching, Sooin rubbed his burning ears.

“Inside… in my room…”

The fact that sex felt like something bad made him unbearably embarrassed. Sooin quickly pulled at Song Jaeyi’s clothes as if grabbing him by the scruff of his neck.

Song Jaeyi, pulled up, threw his clothes off entirely. As if he didn’t care if they were torn, he quickly took off his top and then ducked down again. Sooin hurriedly patted his bare back.

“No, inside…!”

His naturally bent body straightened up. Supporting Sooin’s upper body with his shoulder, Song Jaeyi tightly hugged his hips and thighs. As his feet lifted off the ground and he lost his footing, Sooin instinctively clung to Song Jaeyi. He was too shocked to speak.

His pants were half-pulled down, exposing his buttocks. He was being carried like a child clinging to their parent, a position he couldn’t have imagined with his physique.

“Is it this room?”

Fortunately, Sooin’s room was the closest to the entrance. They reached the room before Sooin died of embarrassment.

“Yeah, hurry up and go in… lock the door too.”

Sooin quickly answered, patting Song Jaeyi’s back. He slapped him hard enough to make a smacking sound.

But Song Jaeyi didn’t even flinch. He just slammed the door shut and locked it. And then he went straight to the bed.

Sooin was practically thrown onto the bed. The mattress bounced, and he gasped. There was no time to joke about being thrown around. Song Jaeyi’s heavy weight landed on the mattress.

Song Jaeyi, who quickly filled Sooin’s vision, blocked the familiar ceiling. His eyes, making no attempt to hide his burning excitement, looked down at Sooin. As if asking if he could finally let loose.

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“Is it always like this?”

“What… what is?”

“Is it… always… like this… with alphas… or…”

Sooin tilted his head back, unable to finish his sentence. The fire rising from his stomach made it hard to even move his tongue. As he gave up speaking with a frustrated expression, the cock that had been relentlessly pounding inside him stopped.

Only then could he finally breathe. Haaa, at the trembling breath that sounded like a moan, Song Jaeyi lowered his head. He rested his forehead against Sooin’s, pressed his lips against his nose, and asked again,

“What is it? Does it hurt?”

“No.”

“Then do you not like it?”

“No.”

Sooin murmured with his eyes closed. The moment he thought he wanted to fall asleep like this, the cock that had stopped started moving again. The thick tip nudged his inner walls, urging him for an answer.

“Ugh… no… huh… this is a bit… too much.”

“What’s too much? Did I go too deep?”

Actually, Sooin wanted to ask, “Is sex between alphas and omegas always this good?” He wanted to ask if having such mind-blowing sex was a daily occurrence for alphas. If so, it seemed problematic, but did one get used to it? He wanted to ask those questions.

But he lacked the energy right now. He didn’t have the strength to utter such a long question, nor the strength to handle Song Jaeyi getting excited by the content.

“…It’s about the same.”

Sooin, shortening his words irresponsibly, shook his head slightly. Song Jaeyi, having his curiosity satisfied, started thrusting again. His movements, softened as he paid attention to the depth, made the sensation even more acute. Lewd sounds leaked from inside, which was already wet and melting even without lube. Sooin, glancing at the door involuntarily, bit his lips.

“Uh, uh! Hmm, mmm…”

“Haa… Have you decided to… ugh… just release your pheromones completely?”

The lips that had been softly rubbing against his nose moved away. His legs lifted, and the cock went even deeper. It felt like his closed lips were involuntarily parting. Sooin squeezed his eyes shut and pushed somewhere against Song Jaeyi’s arm. But even that wasn’t easy.

“I told you not to use this hand.”

Song Jaeyi, who had given a low warning, held down Sooin’s braced arm. As Sooin frowned at the restriction, Song Jaeyi’s eyes, still filled with thirst, met his gaze. They held a firm resolve not to let go.

Now, the cock, filling his insides completely, throbbed slowly and deeply. The sounds of friction as their flesh met and parted, the squelching of wet mucous membranes, and the thudding sounds of penetration never ceased. Sooin wondered if his insides would melt away. He blinked his hazy eyes and touched his stomach. The sensations coursing through his body during sex were all too unfamiliar.

Just as Song Jaeyi had said, it was sex with all his pheromones released. Wet noises trickled from within, and his inner walls loosened as much as they possibly could. Yet, all his senses were heightened.

Song Jaeyi’s cock felt even bigger than before, and its size didn’t become familiar no matter how long he held it. Every time the thick glans rubbed against his insides, his hair stood on end, and his toes curled. The dizzying sensation of being on the verge of orgasm kept building up without release. A breathy moan escaped his slightly parted lips.

“Strange.”

As soon as he spoke, he quickly pursed his lips. He wanted to take back the words that had slipped out.

Sooin had always been puzzled when his partners in bed said “strange.” He didn’t understand why they used such a vague expression when they could clearly say whether they liked it or not. But now he had said it himself. Letting out a small sigh, he turned his head away. Song Jaeyi, frowning, lowered his lips to Sooin’s ear.

“What now?”

Unlike his indifferent question, the breath and kiss he poured into Sooin’s ear were hot and affectionate. His slick tongue delved into his ear canal. Barely swallowing a sharp moan, Sooin patted Song Jaeyi as if surrendering. He created some space and pushed against his firm body.

“I’ll get on top.”

Sooin whispered, turning his head. He sought out Song Jaeyi’s lips, which had been thoroughly caressing his ear, and kissed him pleadingly. Song Jaeyi, responding to the kiss with his eyes open, slowly lowered his legs. The cock that had been rubbing deep inside him gradually slipped out.

Sooin took a moment to catch his breath. The sensation of the thick cock stretching his hole as it slid out was enough to bring him close to orgasm. Only after calming his ragged breathing could he climb on top of Song Jaeyi.

“Be careful not to use your injured hand. Put it here.”

Even though he was just as caught up in the moment, Song Jaeyi kept focusing on Sooin’s wrist. His expression as he made Sooin place his braced arm on his shoulder was quite serious. Sooin chuckled.

“If you’re so worried, control yourself down there.”

The cock he grabbed with his outstretched hand was still throbbing. He could feel the bumpy texture even through the thin rubber. As he rubbed the slick tip, the thighs beneath him immediately stiffened. A low moan escaped Song Jaeyi as his tense muscles tightened. Song Jaeyi’s aroused expression was quite a sight.

Sooin lowered his head close, just like Song Jaeyi had done earlier. He rested his forehead against Song Jaeyi’s, which was like a finely crafted ceramic.

“I kind of want to take this off right now.”

“……”

“I guess the suppressants aren’t working well.”

Sooin smiled, lightly tugging at the tip of the condom. Nuzzling against Song Jaeyi’s nose was a bonus.

Song Jaeyi was silent for a moment. His eyes, so close, were unreadable, and the only sign was the slow fluttering of his eyelashes. But this silence was very brief.

“Never say that anywhere else.”

With a curse-like remark, Song Jaeyi captured Sooin’s other hand as well. His pulled arm also ended up around Song Jaeyi’s neck. His body naturally tilted, and he ended up snuggling against Song Jaeyi.

Song Jaeyi then firmly gripped Sooin’s hips and lifted him. He easily lifted Sooin’s not-so-light body and thrust his cock inside. The tip easily slid into the already twitching hole without needing any guidance.

With an ominous premonition, Sooin flinched his legs. He felt like he needed to shift his weight onto his knees.

Noticing his struggle, Song Jaeyi tightened his grip. He deliberately spread Sooin’s buttocks wide within his large hand and pushed his cock in. The motion, grazing Sooin’s insides a couple of times, felt like a warning. Sooin hurriedly muttered,

“Ah! Don’t put it in all at once—huh!”

Ominous premonitions are always right. Song Jaeyi suddenly lowered Sooin’s hips, which he had been holding tightly, and thrust deep inside. Sooin trembled at the sensation of his vision turning white. He felt like he had come. But the cock thrusting inside him didn’t stop.

It seemed like strange, rather than lewd, sounds would escape his lips. Sooin quickly bit Song Jaeyi’s shoulder and swallowed a moan.

But the more he did, the more his mind went blank. A strong pheromone scent began to emanate from the skin touching his nose and lips. It was a scent that clouded his reason.

“I’m barely holding on… trying to stay sane. And you’re being so reckless…”

Song Jaeyi’s moan-like curse reached his muffled ears. Then the thrusts inside him became faster. His mouth opened involuntarily at the blunt sensation of their pelvises colliding.

Sooin poured out whatever words came to mind onto Song Jaeyi’s bitten shoulder. Good, strange, I’m going to cum again, stop. Contradictory requests poured out every second.

He wanted Song Jaeyi to scratch his swollen insides more, but at the same time, he was disgusted. He loved the strong, tropical flower scent of his pheromones, but at the same time, he felt suffocated. He wanted him to stop, and at the same time, he wanted him to cum inside him until he was full. Both conflicting desires were genuine.

Song Jaeyi seemed to choose only the words he wanted to hear and act accordingly. He ignored Sooin’s pleas to stop and kept thrusting, only reacting when Sooin said it felt good or asked for more. The cock that had been thrusting deep inside him pushed even harder. The pace quickened as if he was close to cumming. There wasn’t even time to moan.

In the end, Sooin also moved his hips. It was the only way to release the intense pleasure that kept building up.

He bucked his hips with every thrust, his vision flashing. Song Jaeyi bit his ear and spanked his buttocks. The pain, bordering on pleasure, made his stomach clench.

“Haa, ugh…”

Song Jaeyi’s low moan flowed into his bitten ear. He didn’t let go of Sooin’s ear, sucking on it throughout his long orgasm, and only pulled out his cock a long time later. Something flowed out along with it from his gaping hole.

His exhausted body was laid back down on the bed. Sooin, blinking his eyes, looked down. Song Jaeyi was tying off the limp condom and taking out a new one. He tore open the package with his teeth and asked,

“Don’t you have any more condoms?”

It seemed he didn’t have many left. Sooin shook his head as if he didn’t know and pulled his legs up. As he pulled his knees back and encouraged him, Song Jaeyi’s cock was quickly engulfed again. He pressed the tip against Sooin’s twitching hole and frowned.

“There’s only one left.”

His voice was grumpy, as if two more times wouldn’t be enough to satisfy him. Sooin chuckled, letting out a hazy laugh, and muttered,

“Just cum inside me…”

Even as he said it, he knew it was a symptom of his heat cycle. Song Jaeyi immediately frowned. Instead of a sweet kiss, he bit and nibbled on Sooin’s lips like a bee and whispered, “Hyung, you have to change those damn suppressants.” At those words, Sooin chuckled again.