#72
My consciousness was completely captivated by the scent that seeped in like flowing water. I leaned my body towards him at an even steeper angle than before. I even closed my eyes and sniffed. Even though I was smelling it, I wanted to smell it again. Like grabbing the hem of someone's clothes as they try to pull away, I held onto the edge of the scent and didn't let go.
I can’t help it… It’s just so, so good!
“Are you playing around again?”
“Uh, yeah. It’s just…”
“You should play around while considering the situation. It's rude."
“….”
My gaze fell at his indifferent look and chiding voice. I couldn't bring myself to say it was because the scent was so good, so I quickly moved away from him, apologizing.
This time, Han Jinheon, who had been watching me sharply, changed his posture. He uncrossed his legs and rested his arms on his knees, adding to the heavy atmosphere. He slowly rubbed the area below his chin with his large hand and called my name softly.
“Han Sol.”
I raised my eyebrows. It was my way of saying I was listening, so go ahead. However, his gesture for me to come closer meant I had to move the body I had just painstakingly put distance between. I closed the gap with him again. Han Jinheon spoke in a low voice that only I could hear. Not content with just scolding me, he began to reason with me.
“Lately, you’ve only been with me at the mansion. You must have been comfortable, with no one to be conscious of, no matter what we did. I understand if that has become a habit or if your body has grown used to it, leading you to act without restraint, but.”
“…..”
“Let’s be careful. There are other people here besides us.”
“Yeah, I’ll be careful… Sorry.”
'Yeah, who told him to have such a good scent?', I wanted to argue, but I suppressed the urge and apologized meekly. Whether it was because of the pheromones or not, it was true that I had acted rudely.
I bowed my head to the employee, Joo Miyoung, when our eyes met. It wasn't intentional, but I felt bad for seeming to have ignored her. She didn't lose her kind smile. She soothed me with an obvious smile.
“We were lacking. We prepared everything according to your preferred brands and tastes, but we are sorry that we couldn’t satisfy you. If you don’t mind, shall we move on to the shoes? I will introduce the ones you seemed to like earlier.”
I nodded at the employee, whose eyes were shining with determination. To think I got completely lost in pheromones in front of such a passionate person. I felt even more ashamed.
“Could you give us a moment alone?”
At the Alpha's polite request, the employees who were clearing the hangers and setting up the shoe display all stopped their movements at once. After exchanging glances, they replied that of course they would and left the room.
“…”
'But I can’t be alone with you. I’m scared to be alone with you right now.'
You already nagged me, isn't that enough? Are you going to scold me even after sending the staff away?
Seriously. Who told your pheromones to be so intoxicatingly sweet? It doesn't even suit you!
Grumpily muttering to myself in frustration, I inhaled through my nose and gasped. This was driving me crazy. The intensely sweet scent, enough to melt my insides, was still palpable.
It felt as if, after rain clouds passed over a dry desert, flowers had bloomed brilliantly beyond the endless horizon. In the face of this mysterious and mystical scent, no brand could ever make a name for itself or draw even a speck of interest.
“Han Sol.”
“…”
“Han Sol.”
“Huh, what?”
I was lost in thought and didn't hear him. Han Jinheon twisted his eyebrow upwards. My eyes were drawn to this habit of his that appeared anytime, anywhere. The familiar eyebrow was more comforting to look at than his lips, from which a scolding could erupt at any moment.
“Hyung. I made a big mistake, didn’t I…? I’m sorry…”
If he was going to scold me, I would act pitiful and cute. On such a nice day, I wanted to avoid being scolded. Unlike my tense self, Han Jinheon leaned back comfortably on the seat and patted his thigh.
“Come up.”
“S-Suddenly?”
“I realized a step too late. You could feel my pheromones, right?”
Even if he was late, it was fast for me. How did he know when I hadn’t even said anything about the scent?
“We’ve bought some time, so we should use it wisely. Come up.”
Han Jinheon lightly patted his thigh once more. I had no will to refuse the Alpha’s firm intention for me to come on top of him. Pretending I couldn’t help it, I hesitated before approaching him and sitting on his lap.
As we were pressed together without a gap, the sweet scent became vivid. I breathed comfortably, inhaling the pheromones. My body trembled slightly at the rich sweetness that settled deep in my chest. It felt like my teeth were rotting.
“You can sit comfortably.”
Han Jinheon wrapped his arm around the waist of me, who was perched on the edge of his knees, and pulled me in forcefully. Then, as if unsatisfied, he stared at my butt for a moment before saying this wasn't it and spreading his legs. My butt slid down onto the seat.
“This is better.”
It certainly was. Sitting in the space between his legs, rather than on his knees, allowed me to be better enveloped in the Alpha’s firm, broad embrace. It wasn't bad.
“Be careful when there are people around, but when you can’t bear it to the point your reason is shaken, send them away. If you can't make them leave, you should leave. It’s a basic thing, so don’t forget it.”
“Yeah…”
Han Jinheon’s voice came from right behind me. His breath tickled the nape of my neck. It wasn't just 'not bad', it made my heart pound with excitement.
“Always conduct yourself properly outside. Even as a Beta, rumors are spreading that you get turned on by an Alpha. What do you think would have happened if you were an Omega?”
To be honest, I was so worried I couldn't hear what he was saying. My heart was pounding so hard, I was just worried about what would happen if he, sitting behind me, heard it. I was concerned about what excuse I would make.
My body, tensed with my eyes squeezed shut, was pulled further back and trapped in the Alpha's embrace. Han Jinheon rested his chin on my shoulder.
What do I do? It feels so good it’s overwhelming.
“They would have gossiped and pointed fingers, calling you a guy who gets turned on by his own brother’s pheromones. To others, we should look like loving brothers. Is it okay for us to look like fools who can’t tell right from wrong?”
“It’s not. It’s not okay, but the scent is so good…”
What do you mean, right from wrong? The scent is just too good.
“Honestly, hyung, I can smell your pheromones, right? I don’t have the composure to care about other people… I’m still a Beta. This is my first time with pheromones.”
That’s why, in a way, I'm also scared.
If I lose my mind this much just from the sweetness, what would it be like if I could feel all the pheromones Kim Yujin described? It might not be just flowers blooming in the desert; all the stars embroidering the universe might turn into flowers.
“At this point, even if you haven’t officially manifested, wouldn’t it be safe to consider you an Omega? The frequency with which you smell pheromones is increasing.”
“But I’m still a Beta… I feel a bit wronged, you know? Can’t you manage your pheromones a little? Why are you letting them leak so much? Are you letting them out for me to smell?”
What if other Omegas smell this? And what about other Alphas? The Alpha part might be me overthinking it. Let’s exclude the same trait, which is usually not considered a romantic target. Still, a worry is a worry. At this rate, I feel like any Omega who smells this Alpha’s pheromones will be captivated just like me.
I wonder what it was like for Cha Seonmin. Was he unaffected even after smelling Han Jinheon’s pheromones? He probably was. From what I've read, he was an Omega who was indifferent to pheromones.
“Me?”
I could feel a faint scoff. I wanted to ask why he was sneering, but the power of his handsome face, visible if I just turned my head, was immense. I don't have the confidence to face that face so close, so I just have to stare straight ahead.
I think I’m too vulnerable to this man. His face, his pheromones, everything makes me unable to move.
“I’m not letting them leak. You’re smelling the scent that’s already on your body. I don’t put it on you for more than the two hours we agreed upon.”
He doesn’t put it on me for more than two hours?
I bit my lower lip, mulling over his words. The meaningless words took on a life of their own and scratched at my insides. Just as I didn't want to act hurt when I was, I didn't want to lose, so I carefully retorted.
“Isn’t that only when we’re just kissing? In bed, you scent me for more than two hours…”
“Well. You’ve never lasted two hours.”
“Me?”
“You. You fall asleep as soon as you c*m. And even if you hold it in as much as you can, the c*mming itself doesn’t take long.”
“N-no…! That’s!”
It wasn't wrong, so I couldn't argue.
“Even a rabbit wouldn't be like that. Ah, I shouldn’t even compare you to a rabbit. A rabbit might be fast, but it can go multiple times. You, on the other hand, pass out before you can even go three times.”
“…”
“Don’t you remember? That time when hyung hadn't even c*m once, you had already c*m twice.”
Han Jinheon brought up the day he had taken out his erect p*nis. And while pointing out the number of times I’d c*m that day, he gently touched my crotch. Horrified by his nonchalant behavior, my mouth just hung open.
I had nothing to say. The memory of that day naturally surfaced and took over my mind, instantly turning me into an idiot. Han Jinheon, finding this side of me amusing, buried his lips in my shoulder and chuckled.
“Tsk…”
My heart pounded from both embarrassment and a sense of injustice. This time, it wasn't from excitement at all. I mean, c*mming three times isn’t exactly normal, is it? Especially for someone like me who is consistently made to c*m! If anything, isn’t it a problem that he didn’t c*m even once while the other person came twice?
Not wanting to lose this argument either, I retorted.
“Have you ever considered that you might have delayed ej*culation? Because you have delayed ej*culation…!”
“Rather than delayed, I’m closer to average. It’s just that you’re too fast and can’t make me c*m.”
“Let’s say I’m fast, but do I have to be responsible for making you c*m too? That’s ridiculous! You should just get turned on and c*m on your own!”
“My little brother c*ms in hyung’s hands over and over, but I have to do it myself?”
“…”
“I bet you would have diligently handled other Alphas’ d*cks, but is it because it’s mine? You just neglect it.”
“That’s not what I…”
“I’m disappointed.”
Han Jinheon has a talent for playing pitiful. The more skillfully he did it, the worse my position became.
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