Cozy Obsession

He seemed beyond angry. In his lowered eyes, there was a black tide slowly rising.He bit his lip, overcome by a fear that weighed heavily on his chest. Even though he had been warned several times, it was Heemin himself who refused to listen and acted as he pleased, so there was no one to blame now.In the end, this is how it comes to be.Heemin knew all too well how rough and ruthless ‘Cha Yiheon’ could be when swept away by ‘Seo Heemin’s’ pheromones. Even though he took suppressants, the alpha’s animal instinct to bite the neck that leaked pheromones would not disappear. He was the type who needed to have what he wanted, even if it meant destroying it. ‘Seo Heemin’ was a constant source of stimulation for that tendency.Even if a butterfly’s wings create a typhoon, the world doesn’t fall apart. No matter how hard they tried, the fate of ‘Seo Heemin’ and ‘Cha Yiheon’ seemed doomed to mutual destruction, which was devastating.His vision blurred. Heemin exhaled feverishly and slowly lowered his eyelids, damp with tears.“It seems I’ll have to be away for a while. Can I ask you to handle the company affairs, Director?”“You mean you want me to act as interim president?”“There’s no one I can trust and rely on more than you, Director Kwak. While I’m gone, Secretary Jung will back you up, so there’s no need to worry too much. I’ll bring Heemin back once he’s feeling better. He has to work part-time, after all.”Surprisingly, his voice was calm as he spoke, cradling Heemin’s body roughly. It was a composed tone that masked his anger perfectly.‘There’s no one I can trust and rely on more than you, Director Kwak.’He could guess it was flattery to fill the work gap. He was someone who knew the true nature of Kwak Yoonseong. Even Chairman Yoon, his own blood, didn’t trust him, so there was no way he meant it sincerely. However,‘I’ll bring Heemin back once he’s feeling better. He has to work part-time, after all.’The following words made Heemin’s eyes fly open. Why? Heemin looked up at Yiheon with a surprised face. Yiheon met Kwak Yoonseong’s gaze with a calm expression, a gentle smile playing on his lips.Kwak Yoonseong, perhaps thinking he’d caught an unexpected opportunity thanks to his foster son’s hit, spoke as if he was asking to be entrusted with it.“You can delay the paperwork for later, so take it easy. Let the staff know you’ll be away on a business trip for a week.”His face, full of dissatisfaction, was gone, replaced by the look of a doting father as he glanced at Heemin, as if suggesting to take advantage of the situation and rest for at least a week.Despite how detestable Kwak Yoonseong’s change in attitude was, I was confused by Yiheon’s promise for the future. Seeing Kwak Yoonseong, who was delighted to avoid demotion, I knew I hadn’t misheard…“We’ll be going now.”Yiheon, lifting Heemin again, gave a polite bow to Kwak Yoonseong. He turned and gave Secretary Jung, standing guard at the door, a nod to leave, then hurriedly crossed the hallway.It was a similar situation to the day of the inauguration, except for not losing consciousness. The muscular arms wrapped around my back, the body swaying with every step, and the sound of footsteps clinging to my ears.Yiheon’s appearance, more disheveled than usual, left Heemin’s mind in turmoil. It was the first time he’d seen Yiheon looking so uneasy. His pale face made Heemin’s heart ache.“Get in!”Minseok guided them to one of the elevators he was holding open. As Yiheon quickly walked inside, Minseok added,“Go on ahead. We’ll take a separate one.”Though unaffected by pheromones, being a beta, Minseok and Secretary Jung tactfully stepped aside to avoid causing Heemin any psychological discomfort.Only after stepping into the square box did Yiheon stop moving, adjusting Heemin in his arms. The tight space filled with the pheromones of an omega in heat seemed to cause him discomfort, and deep wrinkles formed between his brows. Heemin clearly saw the slight twitch of his clenched jaw.If only he could control his pheromones.Contrary to his thoughts, all he could do with his uncontrollable body was pant. His limbs dangled weakly, like withered leaves, swaying in the air.Although there was no indescribable sadness covering his heart like before, tears welled up from the boiling heat. Heemin slowly closed his eyes and called out to Yiheon.“…Hyung.”Instead of answering, he tilted his head to meet Heemin’s gaze. As he looked into the unrefined, glistening eyes that barely restrained his instincts, Heemin became curious about the unspoken feelings he never shared.‘You have no intention of trying to understand how I feel right now, do you?’The feelings he said Heemin didn’t try to understand. Even if he wanted to, Heemin couldn’t grasp his true feelings.The light from the ceiling cast Yiheon’s figure in backlight. As Heemin looked at the shadowed, seemingly forlorn face, he asked,“Why… Why did you say that?”“What did I say?”“That you’d bring me back. Weren’t you angry with me?”“I was angry.”“Then why…?”Though he was a man trained to be patient like a hawk hiding its claws and waiting for its moment, he couldn’t control his anger when it came to ‘Seo Heemin.’Breaking the ankle of the fleeing ‘Seo Heemin’ without hesitation or driving ‘Seo Heemin,’ who refused intercourse for the baby’s sake, to the point of miscarriage were clear examples of this.Cha Yiheon, who had been unaware of the pregnancy, finally found himself living a life full of regret. There wasn’t even a specific reason, yet he couldn’t understand why he readily showed signs of permission. It was hardly enough to clip both wings so that he could never come out into the world again, so why did he promise to open the door of the cage? Didn’t he threaten to punish him severely?“If I don’t let you come, you’ll crawl out without a word and turn everything upside down.”Was he planning to keep him by his side 24 hours a day to directly monitor him so he couldn’t do anything stupid anymore? Even after hearing his answer, he still couldn’t read his true intentions. As he looked up at him without hiding his confusion, Yiheon met his gaze with eyes that had become darker than ever and continued speaking.“Whatever you say or do, you say it’s all for my sake.”“……”“Being stubborn and not listening, even when I worry about whether you’re sick, you take it the wrong way, and in the end, you get into trouble alone. I’m thinking of trusting you for the last time.”‘From now on, don’t just think to yourself but tell me everything. If you don’t tell me, I won’t know anything.’‘I’ll try.’He was under the illusion that he could change the future and take revenge, thinking he was some kind of savior because of his overconfidence in the original work. It wasn’t him who wanted to solve everything alone by keeping his mouth shut and thinking about everything internally; it was himself.Even if it angered him, if he had consulted with him about this issue from the beginning, they might not have fought today, scratching each other’s hearts. He must have been angry because he was stubborn even when he wasn’t feeling well.“Was it because I kept having a fever and didn’t look well that you told me to go home?”“Yes.”“You said you only needed a lighter.”“This isn’t the Joseon era. Who uses a flintstone nowadays?”His eyes suddenly filled with heat as his feelings of guilt and gratitude intertwined chaotically with his playful joke.Although he was still awkward at expressing himself and sometimes caused misunderstandings, he was steadily changing and regaining his gentle nature from the past. The butterfly effect wasn’t useless. The original Cha Yiheon, who expressed anger through unilateral violence and oppression, no longer existed here.“I’m sorry, hyung… I was wrong.”He barely managed to lift his limp arm and tightly hugged his neck. Perhaps feeling the sincerity in his apology, Yiheon hugged Heemin tightly and then released him. He buried his face in his shoulder and took a deep breath. He wasn’t sure if it was because he was in heat or because he had taken suppressants, but the faint musk scent tingling his nose made his heart pound.“There are still many times you’ll shed tears, so stop crying.”“Are you really going to punish me?”“Yes. A child like you who doesn’t listen must be punished once.”“…Please punish me gently. I don’t like pain.”Yiheon chuckled and lightly patted his back with the hand that was supporting him as he mumbled timidly due to his guilty conscience. As the elevator bell sounded, signaling their arrival, the doors opened on both sides. He embraced Heemin once more and adjusted his posture as he slowly walked toward the black sedan parked in the basement.“Boss, it seems there’s a lot of traffic because of the rain. What should we do?”Secretary Jung, who arrived afterward, put his cell phone into his jacket pocket and asked Yiheon. It seemed he had been diligently checking the traffic situation while they were descending. As expected of Secretary Jung.“Go to the nearest hotel.”Yiheon answered without hesitation.“Yes, understood.”As soon as the order was given, Secretary Jung checked the route to the hotel on the navigation system. Minseok quickly opened the back seat door, bowing as Yiheon and Heemin got in. It was fascinating to see the two move so methodically, as if they had planned it beforehand. They were like diligent worker ants. Even when Heemin suddenly went into heat, they weren’t fazed and just silently fulfilled their roles.Imagining antennas on the heads of Secretary Jung and Minseok, Heemin giggled to himself as heat rose in his body and his breathing became labored.“What’s so funny?”“It’s just funny.”Yiheon moved to the edge of the seat and pulled Heemin toward him.“It’s not funny at all, so come here and lie down.”He placed Heemin’s head on his thigh. Following his instructions, he lay sideways on his lap, exhaling a breath. Thick fingers slipped through his sweat-soaked hair.“Uh…”The touch of his hand, repeatedly stroking his hair and brushing his fallen bangs onto his forehead, was comforting. It was rough yet soft, a touch full of unconscious desire, searching the gaps.The fear that had blackened his heart was washed away, leaving him filled with relief. If it was him now, he felt he could give his body willingly.Of course, he did threaten to punish him severely. However, there was an unfounded belief deep in his heart that there would be no situation that Seo Heemin should fear. He believed that he would never be an object of one-sided lust, causing damage to his soul.As the tension constricting his body loosened, he felt like he was floating as if intoxicated. The slow movement of the car, the sound of rain pouring down and tapping against the window, and the warmth from their pressed bodies made his head feel fuzzy, and his consciousness began to fade.“It’s hot… huff.”The heat coursing through his entire body pooled in his lower abdomen. The insides of his thighs spasmed intermittently. He barely resisted the temptation to rub his now-stiff erection, twisting his body.“Secretary Jung, turn on the air conditioner.”“Yes.”With Yiheon’s brief command, cool air started to blow. Amidst the heat coursing through his body, the artificial breeze seemed unpleasant, causing him to nuzzle Yiheon’s leg in protest.“Just hang in there. We’re almost there.”As he quietly moaned, grasping his clothes, a large palm cupped his cheek. Perhaps due to the heat coursing through his body, his hand felt particularly cool today. Like placing a cold towel over his face, the heat subsided for a moment.“…It’s refreshing.”It’s said that those with cold hands have warm hearts. What if it were warm on ordinary days, then what?While entertaining such whimsical thoughts, Heemin placed his hand over Yiheon’s to feel even a little more of that low body temperature. Yiheon’s hand flinched briefly, startled by the heat of Heemin’s hand, but then it calmed down and began to press firmly, almost like he was massaging Heemin’s whole face.“Is it really hard for you?” Yiheon asked.“Yes, it’s hard… Hoo,” Heemin replied.“We’re almost there. Just need to get past the intersection,” Yiheon reassured him.“Hyung… Hyeong,” Heemin called out.“What?” Yiheon responded.When Heemin met the gaze of the man staring blankly ahead, Yiheon’s eyes shone brightly. Even though it was a familiar face he had seen for years, Yiheon always felt unfamiliar to Heemin every time they looked into each other’s eyes like this.The way Yiheon dealt with Heemin with raw, unrefined emotions, sometimes revealing ravenous desire intensely only to suppress it forcefully, felt strangely unfamiliar and intriguing.Ironically, perhaps that’s what made it more stimulating. Heemin wanted to feel the warmth of those lips that had swallowed his fingers without hesitation, the sensation that made his whole body tingle, once more.His heart fluttered like reeds swaying in the wind. Heemin impulsively blurted out the words that had been circling in his mind.“I want to kiss you.”The movement of Yiheon’s hand caressing Heemin’s cheek suddenly stopped. His thick, dark eyebrows twitched momentarily. Glancing down at Heemin with eyes slightly raised at the corners, Yiheon turned his gaze out the car window and spoke bluntly.“Later. Once we’re in the room.”In the original, “Cha Yiheon” was a person who didn’t care if Secretary Jung was in front of them or not and pursued “Seo Heemin” regardless. When he refrained from acting impulsively in the car, unlike his usual self, Heemin felt needlessly embarrassed.Even though he was in a state not so different from himself.Something harder and more solid than the muscles of Yiheon’s thighs, honed by exercise, had been touching the top of Heemin’s head for a while now. Its presence was so palpable that Heemin could tell without confirming it, yet he wondered why Yiheon wouldn’t kiss him. It made Heemin irrationally annoyed.“Are you already punishing me?” Heemin asked.In any case, Yiheon had taken the suppressant. That meant, unlike Heemin, who was controlled by his heat, Yiheon still had the strength to suppress his instincts with reason.Heemin had bluffed, threatening Yiheon with a “no kissing for a month” condition, perhaps intending to watch Yiheon suffer, desperate and pained, as a form of revenge.But still. He had just barely gathered the courage to be embraced, and being ignored from the start was too much.“Do you think I’m scolding you right now?” Yiheon’s voice, trying to remain composed, cracked slightly at the end. He silently signaled to Secretary Jung through the rearview mirror and grabbed Heemin’s chin to make direct eye contact. Yiheon’s expressionless face was chillingly stern.“It’s true, you’re scolding me. Hmph… I’ve been wanting to do it all along, but… you wouldn’t let me, making me upset.”Heemin exhaled shortly, revealing his grievance. It felt like standing in the middle of a desert, his throat parched and lips dry from thirst, yet Yiheon wouldn’t even offer a drop of water.Heemin felt sad. The tears that had barely stopped once again covered his retinas. It seemed like it would be better to go home and take the suppressant, even if side effects occurred.“If you’re not going to, just… let go of me.”Heemin pushed away the hand holding his chin and wiped his tears with his sleeve. Yiheon swallowed hard, seemingly at a loss for words for a moment.“You really don’t understand people. Ha…”Unable to continue, Yiheon only moved his lips when the car came to a complete stop. The sound of rain hitting the car had ceased, suggesting they had entered a building.“I’ll go get the keys,” Secretary Jung said, quickly opening the door and stepping out with the engine still running. A brief silence followed, with only Heemin’s labored breathing lingering in the car.Yiheon, who had been capturing Heemin’s attention all along, finally removed the mask of the impenetrable boss and, with a voice filled with disarray, said, “You really do need to be punished.”His sensual lips, which had been capturing Heemin’s attention all along, crashed down roughly. Sparks flew before Heemin’s eyes, making him feel dizzy for a moment.Heemin wrapped his arms around Yiheon’s neck and clung to him, enveloped by the intense heat that pierced deeply like it would swallow him whole. It was unbearable as flames quickly spread to his lower abdomen.The tongue, which had been swirling around Heemin’s mouth, firmly grasped Heemin’s retreating tongue as if frightened, and then sucked painfully hard as if truly punishing him. It felt like the root of his tongue might be pulled out.“Hmph… Hmmp.”A sound resembling a sob escaped from Heemin’s throat. There was no leisure to observe Yiheon’s expression with half-opened eyes like before. It was overwhelming just to follow the urgent movements of flesh.Heemin closed his eyelids and parted his lips a little more. He had learned how to breathe through two experiences. Clumsily tilting his head, Heemin accepted Yiheon’s tongue.“Ugh…”In his heated state, Heemin’s body reacted sensitively to even slight stimulation. Every time Yiheon rubbed the tender mucous membrane, goosebumps rose along Heemin’s spine. Even the fabric brushing against his skin heightened his sensitivity.“Come here,” Yiheon said.He pulled Heemin close and sat him on his thigh. Between Yiheon’s spread legs, the bulging, swollen part of Yiheon pressed against him.It’s hot.Even though it was covered by the fabric of his pants, the heat trapped inside transmitted directly to Heemin. Instantly, Heemin’s eyes felt hot, and his skin prickled. The thought of accepting that heated, metal-like thing into himself made his shoulders tense with nervousness.However, there was no rejection like before. The fear that had once overwhelmed and oppressed him had long vanished. He was filled with a sense of relief knowing that he wasn’t the only one engulfed in the unrelenting pleasure.Their lips overlapped again. Yiheon lightly bit Heemin’s lower lip, set with his teeth, and then aggressively pushed his tongue through the parted gap. The wet, tangled sound of their breaths wandered aimlessly within their intertwined lips before scattering into the air.“…Hmph!”Yiheon’s hand, which had been circling Heemin’s waist and back, slipped inside Heemin’s shirt. His hand, shockingly cool against Heemin’s bare skin, made the hairs on the back of Heemin’s neck stand on end.He shivered with a thrill and simultaneously felt a desire to touch him again. Just then, he felt a sensation of wetness behind him. Not in front, but behind. It was an unfamiliar sensation he had never experienced before.“Haa, haa…”He hurriedly pulled away and exhaled in a daze. Collapsing into Yiheon’s arms, Heemin rested his chin on Yiheon’s shoulder, entrusting himself to the hand slowly stroking his back. His dry back rose and fell shallowly with each breath he exhaled.Knock, knock.Someone tapped on the car window. Beyond the dark-tinted glass, a man in a suit appeared. Yiheon opened the car door and received a key card from Secretary Jung. Hugging Heemin tightly, he said, “Let’s go up.”He didn’t know how he managed to get to this place in the elevator. Unlike his curiosity about everything being new at the hotel, since it was his first time there, he was too preoccupied with his underwear soaked from the fluids to look around.“We’re here.”When Yiheon held the key card up to the sensor, a green light came on, and the lock was released. Still holding Heemin, Yiheon turned the doorknob and quickly slipped his foot through the open door, stepping inside.Before the thick metal door closed with a bang, Yiheon inserted the key card into the reader on the wall. Suddenly, all the lights in the room turned on, illuminating the space brightly.“Heut…”He had pleaded with Yiheon to kiss him, but now that they were finally alone in an intimate room, Heemin felt embarrassed. Heemin buried his blushing face in Yiheon’s chest and whined, asking him, “Turn off the lights… It’s too bright.”Yiheon pressed the master switch, turning off all the lights. The sky was entirely covered by dark gray clouds, making the room dim as if it were dusk, even though it was midday.Yiheon walked confidently through the living room and bathroom to the inner room with the bed. He laid Heemin down on the bed with pristine white bedding and removed his shoes.Thud, thud.The sound of both shoes being thrown to the floor echoed through the calm air. It was like an unspoken signal announcing the beginning of the “punishment” Yiheon had mentioned, causing Heemin’s heated cheeks to tremble slightly.Yiheon took off his jacket and tossed it onto the lounge chair next to the bed. He hooked his finger under the knot of his tightly tied tie and pulled it loose in one motion. After removing his watch and tossing it into a corner of the chair, Yiheon turned to Heemin with a satisfied look.It was clear he intended not to allow anything that might interfere with his movements.“I, I also…”Heemin slowly unbuttoned his jacket, slipping his arms out of the sleeves. Struggling with the sleeve on the opposite side, Yiheon climbed onto the bed, pulling on the jacket and said, “Don’t do anything. Just stay still.”His eyes darkened with excitement, and his voice matched the deep tone. Yiheon no longer tried to hide his instincts, as if he had removed the stopper from his deeply buried desires.His raw expression was similar to that of a beast ready to unleash vulgar and degrading words, as in the original work.A strong musk scent, as if grabbing his chest, emanated from Yiheon, who had moved close. The alpha pheromones, stimulated by the omega’s heat, seemed uncontrollable, even with suppressants.The breath he exhaled dispersed chaotically into the air, intensifying the tension. The heat rising inside his body and the sharp pheromones made Heemin’s lower abdomen ache.“Ah, heu…”As Heemin shuddered and twisted his legs, Yiheon, who was looking down from above, supporting himself with his arms, lowered his head. His eyes glittered dangerously as he licked Heemin’s nose bridge, tasting it with his tongue. His eyes were like those of a beast about to reveal its teeth.Their lips collided. As if about to devour him, Yiheon sucked on Heemin’s entire lips painfully before suddenly nibbling and licking them with the tip of his tongue.“Ha, I can’t take it anymore.”Yiheon ruthlessly thrust his tongue through the slightly open gap. With movements devoid of consideration, he tangled his tongue with Heemin’s and began unbuttoning Heemin’s shirt in a hurry while their lips were still touching.One by one, the neatly fastened buttons came undone, revealing skin as white as freshly fallen snow through the open collar.“Heut…”The skin exposed to the air convulsed lightly. As Heemin let out a faint groan, Yiheon broke the kiss and gazed at him with eyes clouded by lust.“……”“……”For a moment, their gazes locked deeply. Lowering his head again, Yiheon pressed his wet lips against Heemin’s forehead, cheeks, nose tip, and lips. It was more akin to gnawing at prey than a kiss filled with affection.He panted heavily, his face flushed red. His hands, which were unbuttoning Heemin’s shirt, grew increasingly impatient. However, his hand, fumbling over the fourth button, failed to undo it.“Damn it.”Frustrated at not being able to undo it as quickly as he wanted, Yiheon cursed under his breath, and finally, unable to restrain himself, grabbed the shirt on both sides and ripped it apart. The remaining buttons scattered in all directions with a snapping sound.If he wanted to sew it back on later, he should find the buttons now.While staring blankly at the floor where the buttons were nowhere in sight, lost in a brief realistic thought, the shirt, now in tatters, was stripped away like a discarded skin and thrown aside.Before Heemin could say he was cold, a large hand touched his flat chest. The cold yet hot, rough hand traced along the slender lines of Heemin’s body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake, a sensation he had never experienced before.“Ah, aat!”Yiheon bit down on Heemin’s erect nipple. The bitten skin stung so much that tears welled up. Heemin’s shoulders involuntarily shrank as his body curled up.“Don’t avoid it.”Yiheon inserted his hand behind Heemin’s waist, immobilizing him, and spoke harshly, his mouth still on Heemin’s chest. It hurt a little, but since he had agreed to be punished, Heemin felt he should endure it and covered his mouth with the back of his hand.After repeatedly licking and rubbing with his tongue, Yiheon moved to the opposite bud as if biting into a ripe fruit. Then, he stimulated the nipple he had just been nibbling on with his fingertip.“Heut… Heut!”He tried to hold back, but a suppressed moan escaped through his teeth. Heemin trembled as Yiheon’s weight pressed heavily on his lower body, and the contact of their genitals whenever Yiheon moved, coupled with Yiheon’s relentless exploration of his body, made Heemin tremble.Is this what sex is supposed to be like? Or is it because it’s between men?It felt rougher than expected.The actual experience was more stimulating and vivid than he had vaguely imagined. Although he didn’t feel ashamed, the places where Yiheon had bitten hurt so much that he couldn’t concentrate for other reasons.Yiheon, who had been marking Heemin’s body indiscriminately, moved his hand down and unbuckled Heemin’s pants. Despite Heemin’s flinch, Yiheon unzipped the pants and, breathing heavily, pulled down both the pants and underwear in one go.“J-just a moment…!”“Lift your legs.”As the pants got caught on his bent knees, Yiheon bit Heemin’s earlobe gently, making a command-like demand.With trembling legs, Heemin managed to raise his knees, which allowed the clothes precariously hanging on his legs to slide past his ankles and come off.Yiheon’s gaze settled on the center, which was damp with fluid.Even though they had been together every day for seven years like conjoined twins in reality, Heemin had never shown his naked body to his friend, let alone an erect penis.Yiheon’s shirt, which revealed his solid chest muscles, came into Heemin’s view. Although it was wrinkled and creased, all the buttons up to the neck were fastened, contrasting starkly with Heemin’s exposed state.Heemin’s neck flushed with heat. As he reached out to cover his exposed chest, Yiheon, frowning, slapped his approaching hand away.“What are you doing?”“I was going to help you take off your clothes too…”“Forget it.”Suddenly, Yiheon tightened his grip on Heemin’s genitalia with a firm hand.“Heeek!”The captured body jolted, convulsing violently. The lean, taut abdomen rose and fell with labored breaths.“Even the nipples are pink, not just the rest.”“Ah, mmm… mmm.”“This…”Is all of it peach-colored?Despite his original nature, which had been abusive and degrading, as Cha Yiheon had been in the original work, he now whispered in a low tone in Heemin’s ear.Although the heat cycle was the trigger, it had been Heemin’s own will to be embraced. Yet, for some reason, Heemin felt unjustly victimized, as if he had become the helpless ‘Seo Heemin’ from <Silence>.“Show me too… ah!”He tried to reach for Yiheon’s pants again at the waistband, but it was in vain. Yiheon grabbed Heemin’s knees with his other hand, spreading his legs wide.Despite his efforts to close his legs by moving them awkwardly, Yiheon pressed down on the insides of his spread thighs, rendering his body immobile. The dry hand that had been flailing in the air was helplessly dropped onto the sheet.“I told you to stay still.”Yiheon’s face twisted into a scowl, as if he thought Heemin was resisting. With a tremendous grip on Heemin’s member, he moved his hand roughly. The friction generated by his calloused hand caused the thin skin to peel away, generating heat.The once cold hand now felt burning hot against Heemin’s waist. However, there was no sign of Yiheon’s intentions to stop.It was painful. He wanted to overlap his body with Yiheon’s, feeling the same melting sensation he had felt during their kiss in the car, but not like this. With tear-filled eyes, Heemin looked up at Yiheon and asked:“Do I have to keep receiving this punishment…?”“…Punishment?”Yiheon’s hand, which had been gripping and shaking Heemin’s member, came to a sudden halt. He looked at Heemin with a surprised expression.“You promised to be gentle… It hurts. It’s been hurting since earlier…”Tears that had been welling up trickled down Heemin’s temples. Yiheon’s face darkened instantly. He removed both hands from Heemin’s body and roughly brushed his own hair back.“…I’m sorry. I didn’t realize how much it hurt because I was so caught up.”Yiheon’s face twisted in pain as memories of ‘Seo Heemin’ surfaced unexpectedly. The black eyes met with a deep shadow of worry.He hadn’t intended to torture him for punishment.He had forgotten that this was new for both of them. It was clear that he had been so focused on fulfilling his own desires that he had no time to consider Heemin’s condition.Maintaining calmness in front of a heat-cycling Omega wasn’t an easy task.Nevertheless, he stopped all actions for Heemin. Seeing him barely managing to suppress his own overwhelming urge, a strange satisfaction and relief overshadowed his anxiety.“Help me up.”Heemin, unable to hide his embarrassment, reached out with a trembling gaze towards the man in front of him. Although Yiheon was excellent at kissing, he was clumsy when it came to touching, and Heemin had to teach him how to handle him properly.Yiheon’s gaze fell on Heemin’s red palm, which was gripping the sheet. His face hardened in dismay. Seeing Yiheon nervously staring at his palm in silence, Heemin calmly requested:“Please be gentle from now on.”After a moment of hesitation, Yiheon took Heemin’s outstretched hand and helped him sit up, replying in a low voice:“I will.”“I don’t want to stay still. I want to participate too.”“…Alright.”“I feel a bit awkward being the only one naked.”“Okay.”As Heemin’s gaze shifted to the tightly fastened buttons of Yiheon’s shirt, Yiheon obediently stretched his neck.Heemin carefully undid each button with trembling fingers.Removing someone else’s clothes was unexpectedly difficult, especially in such an emotionally charged state. He couldn’t help but swallow a smile, somewhat understanding Yiheon’s impatience.Click.When the last button was undone and the black shirt was fully removed, Heemin faced Yiheon’s well-toned body hidden beneath the thin fabric. Oddly, his heart began to race uncontrollably. It was a reaction that couldn’t be explained by mere envy of the muscular chest and finely divided abs he didn’t have.The pheromones that had been accumulating within him surged like a wave, reigniting the heat that had settled. Even though there had been no physical contact, Heemin realized with a shudder that he was excited by Yiheon’s body.