YHP 22

Ho-jin seemed extremely tense. Every muscle in his body felt rigid. Jeong-in gave him the happiest-looking smile in the world and stroked his back once more. Then, gritting his teeth, he whispered, “Lower your body.”

At the command, Ho-jin slowly bent his knees. Finally, when their eye levels aligned, Jeong-in released the hands that had been holding Ho-jin’s waist and wrapped his arms around Ho-jin’s neck.

“That’s right, you’re so pretty. How can you be this smart and cool? Such an amazing pup!”

Jeong-in recited the same praise he always gave Taffy. Then, the snarling, ready-to-pounce dog sealed her lips. She seemed to have decided that if Jeong-in was doting on this stranger, he couldn’t be that bad.

A curious black nose sniffed and twitched in their direction. Still clinging to Ho-jin’s neck, Jeong-in stretched a hand toward Taffy.

“Come here.”

The dog’s aggressive stomping softened slightly as she approached, though caution lingered. Jeong-in raised his voice a full octave, showering Ho-jin with exaggerated praise.

“Wow, Ho-jin is such a beautiful puppy. Such a lovable and cute puppy. Aw, you’re the best… Now, slowly extend your hand.

Ho-jin obediently offered his hand.

Taffy sniffed the back of it with a few wet snuffles, then gave it a half-hearted lick, giving Ho-jin a provisional pass.

“Ha…”

Finally, Jeong-in released Ho-jin and slumped down. Cold sweat trickled down his spine.

Oblivious to how close she’d come to giving him a heart attack, Taffy shoved her head under Jeong-in’s limp palm. It was her way of saying that since she had tolerated that strange guy, Jeong-in should be just as affectionate to her.

As Jeong-in weakly petted her, he glanced at Ho-jin.

“Ah… um.”

For some reason, Ho-jin was standing awkwardly in a half-crouch position.

“…Could I use the restroom real quick?”

He must have been quite scared. Of course, Jeong-in couldn’t blame him.

In Jeong-in’s eyes, Taffy was still a little puppy, but to Ho-jin, that wasn’t the case. Who wouldn’t be shocked to face a Doberman that weighed well over forty kilograms, especially when it was acting so fiercely?

Jeong-in realized his mistake too late. He’d forgotten that Taffy roamed the garden freely during the day. If he was going to bring a guest over, he should have kept Taffy on a leash. Feeling apologetic, Jeong-in glanced at Ho-jin’s expression and pointed to the annex.

“You can use the one there, the door’s open.”

“I’ll be right back.”

Ho-jin rushed toward the annex at an incredible speed. Watching his back as he went, Jeong-in let out a sigh.

***

The door slammed shut with a bang. Once inside the bathroom, Ho-jin let out a deep breath. He could still feel the soft sensation of a body pressed against him through a single layer of fabric.

Ho-jin began to mentally visualize the motions of a deadlift. Feet firmly planted on the ground, shoulders fully extended, gripping the bar tightly, slowly moving it back and forth to find the first pull point, and then lifting the weight straight up…

It was useless. He tried thinking about something else. His parents were back home, and the sunshine was quite nice now, and they were probably spreading fertilizer in the fields…

“…Ah.”

It was still no use. No matter how hard he tried to think of something else, the final destination was Choi Jeong-in.

Ho-jin frowned deeply and looked down. His painfully hard erection was pushing up against the front of his pants.

This had never happened before. Morning erections were just a biological thing, but to get hard in such a random situation, just from seeing someone?

It definitely wasn’t the influence of pheromones. There were more days when he poured all his energy into exercising all day, leaving him with no strength or time to think about anything else. Not to mention, Ho-jin was quite ascetic to begin with. Moreover, as long as he diligently took his medication, he wouldn’t feel much even if ten dominant Omegas surrounded him.

The fact that he ended up like this despite all that probably meant it was due to mental stimulation.

What could he do when Jeong-in had smiled so beautifully, wrapped in the clear spring sunlight, and hugged him? At that moment, Ho-jin truly wanted to be the dog at the end of Jeong-in’s gaze.

Because then he would praise him in that gentle voice. He wouldn’t be upset if he kissed the face that smiled warmly at him, or that beautiful hand.

“…”

Ho-jin’s back slid down the tiles. Without realizing it, his hand went down. It was clear lust.

Ho-jin rarely ever masturbated. Moreover, this wasn’t even his home. He knew, rationally, that what he was doing could get him into trouble, but he couldn’t help it. There was no way he could go see Jeong-in like this.

His hand, moving slowly downward, slipped inside his underwear. When his fingers touched the flushed, pre-cum-slicked tip, his abs tensed. A low moan escaped him as he gripped his shaft tightly. Even with his large hand, there was still plenty left, and he felt a desperate hunger. Ho-jin bit his lower lip to stifle his moans and moved his hand.

He needed to finish quickly and get out, but the climax wouldn’t come. If too much time passed, Jeong-in might get suspicious. He might even come looking, worried that something had happened. As a civilian not on sensitivity blockers, Jeong-in would probably sense the pheromones filling the air just by standing outside the bathroom door. And then…

“Ah…”

Just picturing Jeong-in’s face made Ho-jin’s hips jerk.

What would it feel like to kiss those beautiful lips? How much softer and whiter would his skin be beneath those thin clothes?

Imagining something he had never dared to dream of, Ho-jin pulled his shirt up to his collarbone and pressed his nose into the fabric, hoping to catch even a trace of Jeong-in’s scent. Naturally, he couldn’t smell anything.

He had definitely rested his face somewhere in the area. Those slender arms had wrapped around his waist and his neck.

There should be something left. There had to be.

“…Haa.”

If he could, he wanted to pull out all his blood vessels and dig out every last particle of the suppressant that had seeped into them.

Then he’d be able to smell that Omega scent that was said to be so terribly sweet, that unique scent that belonged to that person.

The violent desire made his breath catch for a moment. Ho-jin’s grip on his cock tightened, and his abs contracted. His shaft throbbed, and thick semen spurted out, splattering onto the tiles. Spurt, spurt. Only after ejaculating several times was he finally able to exhale roughly.

“Ha…”

He looked down at the mess he’d made on the floor.

“…Like some kind of animal.”

As a sliver of reason returned, Ho-jin was overwhelmed by guilt. Thinking of Jeong-in, who knew nothing, waves of shame and self-loathing crashed over him.

Ho-jin quickly turned on the cold water and cleaned the floor. Then he splashed water on his face several times before submerging his entire head in the basin. Even after the intense release, his arousal wouldn’t subside until he stayed underwater for about a minute.

“Please, get a grip.”

Ho-jin turned off the running tap. Slapping his cheeks a few times, he left the bathroom. Only then did he take in his surroundings.

The house of the person who had hired Jeong-in was probably the large building at the end of the garden. So what was this place? The interior was filled with cute and charming decorations everywhere, as if it were for a young child. Glancing up, he saw Jeong-in through the large window facing the garden.

Jeong-in was hugging the big Doberman’s neck, gazing off into the distance.

As if possessed, Ho-jin approached the window. Each time the beautifully drooping branches moved, the way the sunlight fell on Jeong-in’s face changed.

Ho-jin placed his hand on the cold glass. With his fingertips, he gently stroked Jeong-in’s back, which looked small enough to fit in one hand. Then, for no reason, he felt his chest ache. Ho-jin repeated the words Jeong-in had said to him.

“…Oh, you’re so pretty.”

Beautiful, kind, admirable, and gentle.

Even while working a tough part-time job, he gave all his love to his employer’s dog. Ho-jin couldn’t stand himself for having just masturbated over someone so warmhearted.

Ho-jin told himself that today was an exception and that he’d never let such dark thoughts take over again. He gazed at Jeong-in resolutely while Jeong-in sat quietly on the other side of the glass.

“How can you be so beautiful…”

He was so happy.

If Ho-jin felt this happy after just a brief glance, how much happier would he be if he could see him for a long time? Watching from afar, Ho-jin realized how unbelievably happy he felt, so much so that he couldn’t even put it into words.

***

“…”

Hyun-wook capped his fountain pen without taking his eyes off the monitor. He stared intently at the multi-sp[lit screen and then enlarged one of the feeds. The figure standing blankly by the annex window came into clearer view—it was definitely the guy who had climbed over the wall a little while ago.

Even Joo-young had never been told the exact number of CCTV cameras. In fact, aside from the bathrooms and bedrooms, there wasn’t a single blind spot anywhere in the entire mansion.

His dear nephew, seemingly unaware of the camera hidden in the corner of the garden, was still sitting leisurely in the shade. If Taffy hadn’t moved occasionally, one might have mistaken it for a still image.

“I’m pretty sure I told him not to hire anyone,” he muttered under his breath, eyes still fixed on his precious nephew.

The man in the annex was now resting a hand on the glass, quietly watching Jeong-in.

Naturally, Hyun-wook didn’t like it. He had only turned off the high-voltage wires on the wall to prevent passing animals from getting hurt, but they were originally there to deter intruders like that. Yet, this person had nonchalantly climbed over and was even coming and going from Jeong-in’s annex.

How should I deal with this? Hyun-wook quietly observed the man. He found something oddly familiar about the man’s face that grinned as he hugged his nephew, whom he rarely embraced.

Hyun-wook adjusted another camera inside the annex to get a clear view of his face, and sure enough, it was someone he recognized.

“Secretary.”

He pressed the intercom to call his secretary.

“You called, sir?”

“Could you look into athlete Yoo Ho-jin for me?”

Even at the sudden request, the secretary’s expression didn’t waver in the slightest.

“What should I focus on in particular?”

“Hm… just everything in general. I’d like to know what kind of bastard he is.”

The secretary bowed slightly.

“I will compile a report within 24 hours, including family and close contacts, financial standing, and assets within six degrees of relation, the last ten years of medical records, and his travel history.”As efficient as ever. Hyun-wook watched the secretary quietly retreat for a moment before turning his gaze back to the monitor. Yoo Ho-jin had left the annex and was now approaching Jeong-in.