Cherry Cake Chapter 10.3

Stepping out of the building, a cool breeze tickled his cheeks. But instead of lifting his head and inhaling the fresh air, Seo Soohyun wriggled closer to Gi Taeyeon, seeking the man’s warmth. Right now, the man’s pheromones were far more welcome than any refreshing air.

“They say it varies from person to person, but it’s just a simple stimulant, and since it’s only this once, there shouldn’t be any major side effects. I confirmed it directly with Dr. Lee.”

“Where’s the nearest hotel?”

“A hotel, sir?”

Gi Taeyeon, seemingly noticing Soohyun’s fidgeting, patted his hip. “We need to calm down our startled baby bird, don’t we?”

“Director, sniffle, quickly, quickly…”

Like a baby bird begging for food, Seo Soohyun repeatedly pecked at Gi Taeyeon’s lips. The flood of arousal was hard to quell. Though his mind calmed as he inhaled Taeyeon’s familiar pheromones in the man’s embrace, his body felt the opposite. He remained clinging to Taeyeon even as they drove to the hotel and boarded the elevator, a restless anxiety building within him.

“Seo Soohyun. I told you not to fuss. Do you want other bastards seeing you naked?”

Gi Taeyeon muttered the warning in a strained voice, as if holding something back.

I’m still outside. Soohyun only realized they—or rather, Taeyeon carrying him—had exited the elevator when he heard the doors slide open.

Speaking of which, what about my pheromones?

The cherry scent, usually undetectable, now wafted strongly around him, a belated wave of embarrassment washing over him. He’d been taught that letting pheromones loose in public was rude. But controlling his pheromones, a struggle even when sober, was near impossible in his current state. He didn’t recall encountering anyone since entering the hotel, but that didn’t mean they hadn’t. His focus had been entirely on Taeyeon, making it hard to be sure.

“I think we’re he— mmmph.”

The moment he managed to gather his wits and scan his surroundings, a large hand cupped his cheek and a hot tongue invaded his mouth. Soohyun heard the click of a door closing as he closed his eyes. They must have just entered their room.

“Mmm…“

As soon as Gi Taeyeon set him down, Soohyun rose onto his toes, a instinctive move driven by a reluctance to be separated even for a moment. He remained focused on the kiss even as he felt Taeyeon’s hand, stained with blood, reach under his clothes, tracing his ribs and brushing against his chest.

With every stroke of that living flesh against the wet lining of his mouth, the illusion of sweetness bloomed. It couldn’t be just his imagination; Taeyeon was exuding his pheromones. His muddled brain might be mistaking the pungent scent for something sweet.

Like a child with a lollipop, Seo Soohyun worked to suck on Gi Taeyeon’s tongue. His eagerness made him gasp, interrupting the kiss, but he persisted, wanting to steal every drop of moisture.

“Hnn, ah…“

Sensing Soohyun’s struggle to breathe, Gi Taeyeon pulled back. At the same time, the hand on his chest moved down to grip his hip. His loose sweatpants had already slipped down to his ankles.

Thrilled but disappointed by the retreating lips, Soohyun stuck out his tongue and tilted his head forward.

“Ahh!“

But he couldn’t help but drop his head as Taeyeon’s fingers teased the sensitive folds around his entrance. The movements inside his underwear were brazenly explicit.

“Hng, uh…“

“It’s too tight. Swollen.”

They’d been intimate just yesterday—or rather, earlier this morning—so his hole couldn’t be healed. Still, Soohyun wanted it now. It wasn’t just the drugs; he felt a need to intertwine their bodies, a need for the reassurance that came from being with Taeyeon.

“Even so, hng, I want to…” He purposely ground his hips against Taeyeon, pleading, “It’s not someone else… It’s you, Director…”

Even though Taeyeon was only touching the sensitive skin around his entrance, Soohyun could feel the thick, hard fingers and it drove him mad.

“I want to do it with someone I love,” he whimpered, reaching down to caress the prominent bulge of Taeyeon’s thighs, then looking up. He saw a vein throbbing on Taeyeon’s temple.

“Does our Soohyun have a knack for driving people crazy?”

“Ah!“

As if abandoning any last hesitation, Taeyeon’s fingers plunged into him. A faint sting accompanied the stretching sensation, but it was fleeting. The pain was only from the swollen flesh around his entrance. The walls within were already weeping with pheromone-laced fluids, welcoming the alpha’s intrusion.

“Haah, Seo Soohyun. What do you do if you want my cock?” Taeyeon asked, thrusting his fingers. Soohyun had been on his toes, but now, with his back against the wall, he could stand without support. He fumbled with Taeyeon’s pants, undoing the button and zipper. His head was tilted back from begging for kisses, making the task awkward, but he was dexterous and managed to free Taeyeon’s erection without looking.

“Put this, inside me. Quickly…” Soohyun stroked the heavy, already hard cock. Despite his urgency, this was the first time he’d touched Taeyeon like this, and a strange sense of wonder filled him. How does he carry this around? The heavy flesh twitched in his hand, feeling like a living thing.

“Open your mouth. Let me fuck your tongue first.” Taeyeon commanded, his fingers now numbering three as he stretched Soohyun open.

“Ah…“

Soohyun obediently parted his lips. Taeyeon lowered his head and thrust his tongue inside, then withdrew his fingers. At that moment, his slick, wet hand pressed against Soohyun’s inner thigh, near his knee.

“Hng!“

As Taeyeon’s grip lifted his right leg, the large cock invaded his swollen hole. His lips were sealed, stifling a sharp cry, but whimpers leaked out instead. His left calf, the only limb still on the ground, tensed, supporting his weight.

“Haah, is that all you can take?” Taeyeon asked, his voice laced with annoyance, biting Soohyun’s lip. Sensing a hint of impatience, Soohyun shook his head. He could take more if he came off his toes. But he remained standing for a reason.

“Director, hng, I want to kiss you too…”

Taeyeon could simply bend down, but Soohyun’s drug-addled mind couldn’t process that. He just wanted to cling to the man.

“*Ugh, Director, hng, you’re too tall…”

“Then how about this?”

“Ah!“

A smirk flickered across Taeyeon’s lips, and then, without warning, a hand gripped his left inner thigh, lifting him completely into the air.

“Ahh, hng!“

Soohyun frantically wrapped his arms around Taeyeon’s neck. His right hand had been gripping Taeyeon’s shoulder for balance, so he was able to move his other arm quickly.

“Huu… Our Soohyun’s hole is making such lewd noises swallowing my cock.“

He bit his lip as he adjusted to the sudden, deeper penetration. Gi Taeyeon chuckled, then shifted his grip, bringing their bodies closer. The hand supporting his thigh naturally moved under his butt. As Taeyeon moved, the slick cock inside him jabbed deeper, eliciting a whimper.

“Hng, ah, no…“

“No? What do you mean no?” Gi Taeyeon nipped at his earlobe, as if demanding to be heard.

His hole, which had only managed to swallow the tip while he was standing, now stretched to accommodate the entire length of Taeyeon’s cock as their position changed. His heightened senses picked up the wet sounds of friction.

“Haah, hn…“

Just as Taeyeon had teased, his hole made swallowing noises as the hard tip nudged and pushed deeper inside. The squelching sound became more pronounced when Taeyeon deliberately pulled back and thrust shallowly.

“*Quickly, mm, quickly move…”

His embarrassment at the sounds coming from his own hole was short-lived; the teasing thrusts left him wanting more. He peppered Taeyeon’s lips with kisses, voicing his desires, things he couldn’t do himself. Even though he was suspended in the air, his legs wrapped around Taeyeon’s waist, he felt no fear, only the absurd thought that he liked having a higher vantage point.

“Why don’t you move quickly then?”

Taeyeon knew Soohyun meant for him to move, but he teased him, feigning ignorance. Soohyun looked down at him, his eyes brimming with tears of arousal. It was obvious Taeyeon was holding back, likely toying with him. Perhaps he was angry about Soohyun leaving the apartment.

Suddenly wondering if he was being punished, Soohyun didn’t hesitate to buck his hips. It wasn’t easy in his suspended position, but he managed to make Taeyeon’s cock rub against his inner walls.

“Hng, uh, mm…“

The hard, hot flesh pounded against his sensitive, likely reddened walls. But no matter how much he moved, there was a limit. The deep penetration, coupled with the sheer size of Taeyeon’s cock, brought a simmering pleasure even without movement, but that was all. His inner walls, untouched by any real thrusting, yearned for more. Finally, Soohyun squeezed his hole around Taeyeon’s cock and pressed his lips against Taeyeon’s cheek.

“Director, hng, it’s not enough. Please, quickly, move faster… I want to eat your cock, ahhk!“

His words dissolved into a cry as Taeyeon, muttering a curse, thrust upwards with a powerful stroke.

“Huu, fuck…“

“Ahh, uh, uhht, ah, aaah, aaaah!“

The soft sounds of thick fluids mixing disappeared, replaced by the slap of flesh against flesh as Soohyun’s soft ass hit Taeyeon’s hard thighs.

“Mm, uh, hnng…“

The cock that hadn’t been fully inside him now buried itself to the root, stretching him open and hitting a deep spot inside, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain through him, up his spine, and into his brain. His whole body trembled.

“Hng, uh…“

“Haah, get a grip, Soohyun.“

If his back hadn’t been against the wall, he might have collapsed.

Gasping for air, Soohyun stuck his tongue out, seeking moisture. Drool dribbled down his chin as he reached for Taeyeon’s lips. Taeyeon willingly opened his mouth, granting him the kiss.

Why, why does this feel so good…? Soohyun closed his eyes as he deepened the kiss. Taeyeon tightened his grip on his ass and thrust harder, making Soohyun’s whole body buck, their lips breaking and reconnecting repeatedly. Desperate to hold onto the warmth, Soohyun leaned in.

“Mm… Uh, ahh, hng, hng!“

But chasing Taeyeon’s lips didn’t last. The thrusts became too intense to bear.

“Hng…“

Soohyun gave up on kissing and buried his face in Taeyeon’s broad shoulder. Sweat-soaked hair stuck to his forehead, but he couldn’t bring himself to brush it away.

“Goo, ah… Ahhg!“

“Haah, Seo Soohyun, you like this?”

Thwack, thud! A low chuckle followed the brutal pounding. Soohyun nodded, clinging tightly to Taeyeon. Saliva dribbled from the corner of his parted lips, but he couldn’t seem to find his voice.

“What do you like?”

“Hng, hn, mm…“

“If you don’t answer, I won’t fuck you.”

Despite the teasing tone, Soohyun knew Taeyeon was serious. Trembling, he forced himself to look up. Instead of the usual smirk, he was met with a blank expression. The darkness in Taeyeon’s eyes reminded him of their first encounter, and a surge of emotion welled up within him.

“Hng…“

He wanted to tell Taeyeon that he loved him more than sex, that he enjoyed sex because it was with Taeyeon. He wanted to tell him to stop teasing and just move. But his tongue was useless, and the words caught in his throat.

He had to say at least the most important thing. His breath was too ragged to form a coherent sentence, so this was the best he could do.

“Director, hng, I like you…”

“…”

“Fa, hng, faster, uh, please… After I eat your cock, sob, I want to eat your cum too…”

“Haha. Fuck.”

Gi Taeyeon couldn’t hold back a curse. Instead of immediately granting Soohyun’s wish, he began to walk. They’d started fucking the moment they walked in, so they were still by the entrance.

“Ahh! Uh! Hng…“

With each step, the slick cock slipped out of Soohyun’s hole and then plunged back in. Taeyeon relished Soohyun’s cries, kneading his bruised ass. He carried Soohyun as if it were the most natural thing in the world, his cock still buried inside him, his touch brazen.

“Hng!“

He set Soohyun down on the sofa, pulling his cock out with a long, dragging motion that scraped against his sensitive walls.

“Ahhnng…“

“Did you cum again?”

Taeyeon knelt on the sofa, looming over Soohyun, brushing his sweat-damp hair back. His gaze remained fixed on Soohyun’s white underwear, bunched around his hips.

“I thought you were a fuzz-face, but you’re a piss-baby.”

He nudged the damp fabric with his knuckle. So much cum had seeped through that it stuck to his skin. The underwear hadn’t come off completely during their rough sex only because it was glued to Soohyun with cum.

“*Haah, hng, no, no…”

“No? What do you mean no? How many times did you have to cum to get this wet?”

Instead of removing the underwear, Gi Taeyeon reached inside and grasped Soohyun’s soft cock. The wet fabric clung to it, faintly outlining the pink tip.

“Pee, ugh, not pee… I want to, uh, take them off.”

Embarrassed, Soohyun raised his trembling arms to remove his underwear. Before his hands reached the fabric, Gi Taeyeon gathered his limp legs in one arm and pulled the underwear down himself. A string of sticky fluid stretched as the white fabric came free.

“Mm…“

Even that small movement was a stimulation; Soohyun’s exposed navel twitched.

“I need to go ask the old folks for some salt.”

“Hng, stop teasing me…”

“Stop teasing?”

Gi Taeyeon chuckled, gently releasing Soohyun’s legs. Then, as if his previous tenderness was a lie, he grabbed one of Soohyun’s knees and forced his thighs apart, thrusting his cock inside without warning.

“Aaah! Ah!“

“Huu…“

The thought that the kid might have witnessed this scene if he’d arrived just a moment later made Gi Taeyeon’s blood boil. He’d been tracking Soohyun’s location and was already on the move long before the phone call, but with bad luck, he could have been late. And then some other bastard would have seen this face.

“Haah, baby.“

“Ahh, uh, mm!“

Gi Taeyeon showed no mercy, even though he knew how sensitive Soohyun was, how raw his hole and inner walls were from their repeated coupling. While the drugged Soohyun might perceive this as pleasure, for Gi Taeyeon, it was closer to punishment.

“If you leave the house again without telling me…”

“Aaah! Ahhg!“

“You’ll really be punished. Haah, understand?”

Gi Taeyeon bent down and cupped Soohyun’s face. Hazy eyes looked up at him, trying to focus. The attempt was almost pitiful.

“*Mm, yes… Ah, I won’t leave… sniffle.”

He knew Soohyun hadn’t intended to run away when he left. But the memory of that moment still infuriated him.

The first thing Gi Taeyeon registered upon waking was an unnerving silence. He knew silence well. It was a familiar air, so commonplace he rarely noticed it. But it was a silence he hadn’t experienced since Soohyun had moved in, and his instincts immediately sensed something amiss.

He moved quickly, dressing and heading straight for the entrance. He spotted the neatly written note almost immediately.

Director. It’s Soohyun. I’ll be back soon, but I’m leaving a note in case you wake up and misunderstand. I’m not running away, so don’t be angry. Chanyeol hyung contacted me this morning and said he knows where that man is. He said it’s better to talk in person, so I’m going to meet him briefly. If you’re worried, track my phone. I’m taking it with me.

The rounded, neat handwriting was unmistakably Soohyun’s.

“Haah, fuck.“

He was about to call Seo Jihwan when he cursed under his breath. He realized he didn’t have his phone. He’d been checking Soohyun’s phone throughout their rut and had tossed his own aside upon arriving home.

Without hesitation, Gi Taeyeon left the apartment, boarded the elevator, and headed for the parking garage. He’d stationed his alphas nearby, anticipating the potential effects of his rut. Seo Jihwan, in particular, would be close to the building, prepared for any unexpected events.

As expected, Seo Jihwan and several others were waiting in the garage. Since they hadn’t apprehended Soohyun, he must have slipped away unnoticed. Or perhaps they hadn’t been vigilant enough, not expecting him to leave while Taeyeon was asleep.

“Phone.“

Gi Taeyeon ignored the bowing alphas and got into his car. Seo Jihwan, seated in the passenger seat, immediately handed him a phone.

“…Did Mr. Seo Soohyun leave?“

Gi Taeyeon didn’t reply, instead opening a tracking app to locate Soohyun. He was moving quickly, likely in a car.

“Follow this route.“

He planned to call only if Soohyun stopped moving for an extended period.

Seo Jihwan’s expression hardened as he checked the destination, clearly recognizing it. Kim Jiphil, in the driver’s seat, started the car without delay.

“I believe we have men stationed nearby. Should I have them prepare?“

“It’s a nuisance if he slips away like a rat after kidnapping the kid. It’s even more troublesome if they cause an accident and injure the kid during a chase. Tell them to stand by nearby, but not to engage yet.“

“Yes, sir.“

“What is Seo Jungkyun doing right now?“

“He’s at the workshop.“

“Bring him to the training grounds.“

Despite giving rational orders, Gi Taeyeon couldn’t hide his anxiety. He hadn’t anticipated Soohyun leaving while he was asleep, and the situation was both frustrating and unnerving.

“Is he about to die…? He shouldn’t have done things he usually doesn’t.“

Damn suppressants.

He never took suppressants, let alone several different brands at once. There were bound to be side effects. Sleeping through Soohyun’s departure was undoubtedly one of them. Soohyun cuddling his pheromone-soaked pillow probably contributed as well.

“Sir?“

“Never mind. How much longer?“

“We’ll arrive in twenty minutes.“

“Step on it.“

As soon as Gi Taeyeon exited the car, he entered the building. There was no need to search; the pervasive cherry scent led him directly to Soohyun.

He opened the door, his expression cold, and found Seo Soohyun on the floor, straddled by some panting asshole.

“I, ahh, ah… I live with, sniffle, the Director…”

Gi Taeyeon slid his fingers from Soohyun’s cheek to his parted lips, pushing them inside. Soohyun opened his mouth wider. The desire he’d been suppressing all this time finally broke free, triggered by Soohyun’s submissive behavior.

“Haah, stick out your tongue.“

Soohyun obeyed. Instead of kissing him, Gi Taeyeon gathered his saliva and let it drip onto Soohyun’s flushed tongue.

“Good boy.” He patted Soohyun’s cheek condescendingly. He’d planned to choke him if he refused.

“Hn…“

Soohyun blinked his dazed eyes and swallowed without hesitation. His Adam’s apple bobbed slightly.

“Haah, ha, more, please…“

“More?”

His jaw tightened.

“Yes, yes… I want to swallow the Director’s saliva… sniffle, but… uh, I like kisses more… I like it better when the Director uses his tongue… ahh.”

“Haha, fuck, look at you being cute.”

“Ah! Ahh! Aaah!“

He bent down, but instead of kissing Soohyun, he thrust his hips. Soohyun’s loose walls tightened around his cock, sucking at it with wet chup, chup sounds.

“You’re not scared of me at all, are you?”

“*Haah, ha, ah, not, scared…”

There was a clear reason why he hadn’t thrown Soohyun out but had instead sat him on the sofa. He wanted to see if Soohyun would still claim to love him after witnessing his true nature.

Knowing someone’s nature vaguely and experiencing it firsthand were two different things. Gi Taeyeon deliberately cultivated a lighthearted, easygoing persona with his clients and business partners, aware of this discrepancy. When relationships soured, those who had experienced his violence were far more terrified, having grasped the true extent of his duality.

Would Seo Soohyun be any different?

He couldn’t shield Soohyun forever from the kind of things that happened at Seo Woo’s office, not just at Sunje Finance. Sooner or later, Soohyun would witness it. Gi Taeyeon was curious whether Soohyun would run then.

He had no intention of letting Soohyun go, even if he tried to escape. But Soohyun’s reaction would determine how much control he needed to exert over his omega. Just as he had considered choking him moments ago.

“*Scary, ugh, person, I know… sob! But I like, Director.”

The thought had been fleeting. Because Seo Soohyun had swallowed his spit without hesitation.

“*You’re, sob, kind, to me… ahhg!“

Fuck. Gi Taeyeon thrust hard enough to bury himself to the balls.

Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately, he didn’t have to contemplate choking that slender neck again.

“*Haah, Soohyun. I’m fucking destroying your hole right now, huu, and you call me kind?”

“*Ahh, uh, feels good… hnng, uhht!“

Soohyun’s stomach clenched, his navel dipping inwards, as if his intestines were spasming. Whitish cum dribbled over it.

“Ha…“

Gi Taeyeon pulled back, ready to spill inside. He plundered Soohyun’s swollen lips, crushing his hot tongue, and his cock, stretched to its limit, pulsed, spewing cum.

“Haha.“

Fully buried inside, Gi Taeyeon looked down at Soohyun, a low growl rumbling in his chest. He’d deliberately cum shallowly, but even a single spurt was enough to make white lumps ooze from Soohyun’s twitching hole.

“Look at you…“

“Haah, hn, hng…“

Soohyun’s limp legs were splayed, offering a clear view. The reddened hole, more so than his ass pressed against the leather sofa, looked pitiful.

After panting for a while, seemingly oblivious to his own state, Soohyun suddenly started to fidget.

“Where are you going?”

Gi Taeyeon ignored him, grabbing his still-hard cock and rubbing the tip against Soohyun’s twitching entrance. Cum smeared across the dark red glans, coating the puffy perineum as it rubbed against Soohyun. Gi Taeyeon watched the cum-covered flesh with a hungry gaze.

“*Bathroom, uh, want to go…”

“Bathroom?”

“*Need to pee… uh.”

Soohyun wiggled his toes, still clad in white socks. He must have lost his shoes in the car, but that wasn’t important right now. He hadn’t used the bathroom since drinking juice in Lee Chanyeol’s car. Now, with a full bladder and a churning stomach, the urge to pee had hit him. He could differentiate between the need to cum and the need to pee, despite being high.

He struggled to sit up, but Taeyeon, still looming over him, was faster.

“Ah!“

His legs were still weak, leaving him awkwardly half-sitting. A hand slipped under his elbow, and Soohyun instinctively put his feet on the floor. His legs wobbled, but Taeyeon’s arm around his waist prevented him from collapsing.

Is he helping me to the bathroom? But why isn’t he carrying me…? He tried to turn around to face Taeyeon, but a chuckle sounded from behind him.

“Soohyun, what are you doing?”

“*Need to turn, hng, so Director can carry me, com… ahhk!“

A moan cut him off. Startled, Soohyun instinctively clutched Taeyeon’s arm, which was still around his waist. Taeyeon’s cock had entered him without warning.

“*Haah, hng…”

Tears welled up in his eyes and spilled down his cheeks, landing on his feet.

“Ahhg…“

Taeyeon tightened his grip and lifted him slightly, forcing Soohyun onto his toes. Even with Taeyeon’s arm supporting him, he felt like he was going to fall forward. Fear gripped him.

“*Hng! Ah! D, Director, this, sob, this is wrong…”

He tried to lower his heels, but a hand gripped his thighs, and he was lifted into the air, impaled on Taeyeon’s cock.

“Ah!“

Instinctively, Soohyun threw his arms back, hooking them around Taeyeon’s neck. The arm that had been around his waist now supported the backs of his knees.

“Ahh, hn…“

He’d been suspended in the air earlier, but they’d been facing each other then, and he’d been able to lean against Taeyeon’s shoulders. Now, facing the same direction, he had nothing to support his upper body. The fear of falling made him tense, his ass clenching around Taeyeon’s cock.

“Hng…“

The already sensitive walls of his hole were being pulverized by the large cock, sending waves of pleasure through him. But it wasn’t just pleasure.

“*Why, sob, down, I want to go down…”

He was afraid he might have an accident. Fear made his voice thick with tears, but Taeyeon, ignoring his pleas, started walking.

“Ahh! Uh! Uhht!“

With each step, the cum-and-lubricant-slicked cock slid in and out of his ass with a loud thwack, eliciting a moan each time.

“Why down? Haah, you said you didn’t want to be separated.”

“Then, hng, carry me, uhht, in front. Aaah!“

Soohyun clenched his stomach, afraid of losing control. His inner walls twitched, greedily sucking at the invading flesh, but he couldn’t afford to relax.

“Pee on me?”

“Haah, uh…?“

Soohyun was so focused on holding back his pee that he couldn’t understand a word Gi Taeyeon was saying.

He only understood after they entered the bathroom, not the bedroom.

“Pee.”

More precisely, he understood when Gi Taeyeon slid his hand from under Soohyun’s knee and gripped his cock. Even though they’d been intimate many times, this was beyond his imagination, and his mind went blank. Soohyun belatedly grasped the situation and shook his head frantically.

“Hng, no, no… I, uh, want to go down and do it myself…”

“Your legs are like jelly. Where do you think you’re going?”

Gi Taeyeon chuckled, clearly amused by the situation, and nibbled on Soohyun’s earlobe. His hand slowly stroked Soohyun’s cock. The gentle touch intensified Soohyun’s urge to pee, but he bit his lip and held on.

“I can, do it, my, … Ah, ha, stop it!”

But Taeyeon wasn’t one to stop when told. He ground his hips lightly, the cock buried deep inside Soohyun rubbing against his sensitive walls. The change in position, or perhaps the angle, sent jolts of pleasure through him with every thrust, and moans escaped his lips.

“Ahh, hn, uhhn!“

He tensed his toes, the small digits curling tightly, making his socks bunch up.

“Ah, Director, I really, think I’m going to, sob!”

“Go ahead.”

The finger that had been teasing his urethra now circled the tip of his cock.

“Huu, if you pee your pants again, our baby will be embarrassed… Right?”

“Th, that’s pee, ah, no… uhht!“

His lower abdomen throbbed, seemingly stimulated by the cock grinding against his insides.

What do I do? Soohyun gasped, tears streaming down his face. He’d never felt ashamed during sex, but the thought of peeing while impaled was mortifying.

“Isn’t it pee?”

The teasing voice above him continued, oblivious to his distress.

“But our Soohyun, haah, is still a baby…”

“Ahhg, uhht!“

“A grown-up has to help when you pee. Right?”

“Hng, no…!”

“Shhh.”

Just as Soohyun resolved to struggle free, even if it meant falling, Gi Taeyeon shushed him like a child.

“Aaah!“

His tightly curled toes straightened, his upper body arching back.

“Hnn, uh…“

His bladder ached from holding it in for so long. Soohyun gasped, blinking back tears. His head was tilted back, resting on Taeyeon’s shoulder, and he could see what Taeyeon was staring at.

A wave of shame washed over him. Even without seeing Taeyeon’s observing face, the distinct sound of his urine stream told him what was happening.

“Hng, sob…“

His moans turned into sobs. These weren’t tears of pleasure, but tears of humiliation.

“All done?”

“Uh, don’t, tease me…”

“Good boy, our Soohyun.”

Gi Taeyeon whispered, then turned towards the shower. The toilet flushed automatically, amplifying Soohyun’s shame.

“Sob…“

The cock that had remained inside him throughout finally slipped out as his sock-clad toes touched the tile floor. Somehow, there seemed to be more cum leaking out than before.

Soohyun realized that Taeyeon had come while he was peeing. He called me a pervert, but he’s the real one.

“Haah, hng, hng…“

Soohyun wanted to glare at Gi Taeyeon, but he was too weak. He leaned against the wall, gasping for breath. If Taeyeon hadn’t been holding his cock, he would have remained there, catching his breath.

“Hng, why… I, peed, ugh, because of you, Director… No, no more coming out.”

A surge of indignation sharpened his gaze. He turned around, meeting Taeyeon’s eyes.

“Now that you’ve peed, we need to wash your cock.”

Gi Taeyeon softened his expression, a smile playing on his lips.

Soohyun saw the dark glint in Taeyeon’s otherwise gentle eyes and realized this was punishment, just like that time he’d been spanked.

🍑

Gi Taeyeon frowned, tossing his cigarette pack onto the table. Seo Jihwan looked at him quizzically.

“Should I get you a different brand?”

“No.”

He clicked his tongue and sat down. Seo Soohyun was sleeping soundly on the bed a few meters away. Usually, he’d smoke regardless, but right now, the faint cherry scent in the air was more appealing than tobacco.

“How did you deal with that kid? No, before that.” Gi Taeyeon furrowed his brows. “I distinctly remember assigning men to him. How could you let him take the kid without noticing?”

“Well… He used his grandfather’s car and driver. Since the car’s owner was home at the time, they didn’t suspect Lee Chanyeol.” Seo Jihwan explained the situation with a troubled expression.

“Are my men getting too comfortable? Slacking off… Should I give them a good workout?”

“I apologize. I’ll rectify the situation.”

He thought of his subordinates, who would be awaiting punishment—meaning a beating. Their faces were already bruised from the scolding—beating—he’d given them, but it seemed they would escape further disciplinary action. This was only possible because Gi Taeyeon wasn’t in a particularly foul mood.

“And the cleanup?”

“As you already know, we contacted his grandfather, former Minister of Justice Lee Chanseok.”

Seo Jihwan tried to maintain a neutral expression. If they were in the living room of the suite, it wouldn’t be a problem, but since Gi Taeyeon had called him to the bedroom, Seo Soohyun kept catching his eye.

He wasn’t so base as to ogle a post-coital omega, especially not in front of the other alpha. Still, he couldn’t help but glance at Soohyun, his face and exposed skin looking so vulnerable. Even in sleep, his eyelids were puffy, the corners of his eyes red and raw as if he’d been crying. His cheeks were flushed.

Bite marks and the imprint of lips littered the skin visible beneath the covers, a messy sight that evoked pity rather than arousal.

It’s like he’s the one who was drugged…

Seo Jihwan, anticipating more work, was about to sigh when Gi Taeyeon’s languid voice snapped him back to attention. It wasn’t unusual for Taeyeon to call him by name, but using that tone during a report meant he was displeased.

“Did you lose your mind?”

“…I apologize.”

Even though he hadn’t been blatantly staring, Gi Taeyeon must have noticed his gaze lingering on his omega. And it was indeed wrong of him to look at Taeyeon’s omega like that, especially after they’d just had sex.

Seo Jihwan decided to treat the sleeping Soohyun as invisible and lowered his head.

“What did he say?”

“He asked for some time, then contacted me early this morning. He asked how he could ensure his grandson would live a decent life. He also requested that he be returned unharmed, without any permanent damage.”

“I didn’t think much of him, but the old man seems to care for his bloodline.” Gi Taeyeon smirked. He’d expected the former Minister of Justice to refuse the deal, given his potential losses, but perhaps age had softened him, making family more important.

“Should I tell him to cut ties with Yusan Construction first?”

“I believe they’ve received considerable benefits from them. Will you really do it?”

“I have to. If he wants his grandson to live.”

“He’s aware of the ledger at Yusan, isn’t he?”

“I have an omega who’s excellent at handling ledgers.”

Though the persuading and bribing will be their responsibility.

“Then I’ll convey your message. Should I release Lee Chanyeol as is?”

Gi Taeyeon pictured the pretty-faced young master. The boy was so sheltered, utterly clueless about the world. He wasn’t entirely naive, considering his scheme with Seo Jungkyun to lure Soohyun, but he was clearly ignorant of how things worked, judging by how he’d underestimated Taeyeon.

“What’s his condition?”

“He’s drugged and out of it, but he’ll wake up soon.”

“Let him go.” Gi Taeyeon replied readily.

The definition of a “decent life” varied from person to person. And Gi Taeyeon planned to give Lee Chanyeol a decent life according to his standards. The boy would likely struggle to function knowing he’d been drugged and used, but he came from a wealthy family, so they would probably send him to a mental hospital or something.

“Cut off his right middle finger.”

“Just one joint?”

“The whole thing.”

“I’ll relay your instructions.” Seo Jihwan replied impassively.

With modern medical technology, finger reattachment was a simple procedure. Whether or not the reattached finger functioned properly wasn’t Gi Taeyeon’s concern.

“Arrange a dinner with the old man. I need to see his face.”

“I’ll inform him. By the way, what are your plans for Yusan Construction? If Lee Chanseok cuts ties with them, they’ll realize we were involved, and Yoo Gukheon won’t stay quiet. He’s still recovering from knee surgery, but…”

Gi Taeyeon thought of the man who had offered to caddy for him on the golf course, the old fool who had drugged him. He’d initially assumed it was simply to get his hands on a dominant alpha’s seed, but the lingering unease had prompted him to investigate, leading to an unexpected discovery.

“If he figures out I was behind it, he’ll probably get so worked up his dick will fall off. Though jerking off with that knee would be difficult at his age.”

The old man must have thought he could still share the hotel construction project, but that was out of the question. Even after his knee was shattered, he still hadn’t learned his lesson, sending pathetic thugs after Taeyeon. He must be senile. The image of the idiot charging at him with a knife made Taeyeon scoff.

“It would be nice to bundle him up with the drug dealers and ship them off together.”

“I’ll work on a plan.”

It wouldn’t be a bad idea to find a decent prosecutor and leak some information to them, especially with elections coming up.

“What about the Hash guys? We should keep some alive to make the bundling easier.”

“The ones you specified are being taken care of at the workshop. The rest are still intact, so I can tie them to Yoo Gukheon.”

He’d asked about the thugs who drugged Soohyun at the club, and Seo Jihwan’s answer was satisfactory.

“What’s Seo Jungkyun doing?”

“He’s playing at the training grounds.”

Now what?

Gi Taeyeon glanced at Seo Soohyun, who was sleeping soundly despite whimpering occasionally. The white blanket rose and fell gently with his breath.

“Prepare him. I’ll visit him in the morning.”

“By morning, you mean… tomorrow?”

“I need to feed the kid before I go. He’ll whine about being hungry when he wakes up.”

He stood up, and Seo Jihwan bowed.

“I’ll contact you as soon as everything is ready.”

Gi Taeyeon waved dismissively at Seo Jihwan as he left, then walked over to the bed. He poked Soohyun’s cheek, which was squished against the pillow, and the smooth forehead briefly furrowed.

Gi Taeyeon chuckled.

He probably didn’t need to show Seo Soohyun Seo Jungkyun’s final moments.

🍑

Gi Taeyeon whistled softly. The dogs, who had been prowling around with their fangs bared, drool dripping from their mouths, instantly transformed into docile lambs and rushed towards him.

“Oh, Director. You’re here.”

Kim Jiphil scratched his buzz cut and stood up. Gi Taeyeon petted the two black dogs wagging their tails at him. Kim Jiphil’s Rottweilers were rather fond of him.

“Buy the boys some treats.”

He strolled over, pulled his wallet from his back pocket, and handed Kim Jiphil a wad of cash. Kim Jiphil bowed, accepting the money.

“Thank you, sir. Louis, Ruby, say thank you to the Director for your treats. Come on.”

“Woof! Woof!“

“Woof!“

Despite their ferocious appearance, Kim Jiphil had given them rather cute names.

“They’re excited.”

Gi Taeyeon smiled, looking down at the dogs excitedly wagging their tails.

“They seem thrilled to chase toys after so long. I guess throwing them in before gutting them makes a difference; they were really jumping around. They’re usually pretty sluggish after being disemboweled.”

Kim Jiphil nodded towards the training grounds. Gi Taeyeon followed his gaze, shielding his eyes with his hand and squinting. In the distance, he saw a figure cowering on the ground. Seo Jungkyun.

“Are they entertaining him well?”

“He’s surprisingly nimble. He keeps sticking his ass out and running away, which riles them up even more. I don’t understand why he’s so scared when they’re so cute. I asked a junior who’s afraid of dogs, and he said it feels like a giant cockroach coming at him. I wonder if that’s true. But isn’t cockroach a bit much?”

Kim Jiphil mimicked Seo Jungkyun’s movements, flailing around dramatically. Gi Taeyeon chuckled, pulling out a cigarette. Kim Jiphil, as if his previous antics were a figment of everyone’s imagination, quickly lit it for him.

Gi Taeyeon inhaled slowly, petting the dogs’ heads with his free hand. Despite their intimidating appearance, their fur was soft.

Contrary to his outward demeanor, Gi Taeyeon was lenient towards animals. He wasn’t particularly affectionate or playful with them, but he didn’t dislike dogs or cats. Perhaps that’s why he had no interest in bullfighting or dogfighting. He was closer to disgust, if anything.

It wasn’t a struggle for survival in the wild, where the law of the jungle applied, but a forced spectacle for human entertainment. If people found it so amusing, they should fight amongst themselves like he did, instead of making animals fight. He couldn’t understand it. It was the cowardly act of those who relied on animals, lacking the courage to fight themselves, all for a bit of gambling money.

That’s why Gi Taeyeon didn’t use dogs to threaten people. He was more effective himself.

But sometimes, he provided entertainment like this. It was amusing to watch the frenzied dogs and the terrified human screaming in fear.

“Buy them some Hanwoo beef.” Gi Taeyeon walked slowly along the tall, sturdy fence.

“Yes, sir.”

Two black dogs and Kim Jiphil followed.

“D, Director!”

As they approached the spot where Seo Jungkyun was sitting dazedly, the man recognized Gi Taeyeon and scrambled over. Even though the fence separated them, he flinched at the growling dogs, but he came close enough to talk.

“W, huu, why are you doing this to me! M, my payment deadline hasn’t passed yet!”

“You seem awfully confident, considering you won’t have a way to pay soon.”

Gi Taeyeon flicked the ash off his cigarette and took another drag before dropping the butt. He crushed it under his heel, extinguishing the smoke.

“That young master, Lee Chanyeol or whatever his name is, gave you quite a sum.”

“H, how did you…?”

“What? Did you really think I wouldn’t know? Did you think I wouldn’t know that your boss is working with Yoo Gukheon?”

Gi Taeyeon grinned.

When the permit for a hotel with a casino near Seo Soohyun’s hometown was approved, numerous companies had competed for the construction rights. Seo Woo Construction, run by Gi Taeyeon, and Yusan Construction, headed by Yoo Gukheon, were the final contenders.

Even when Seo Woo won the rights, Yoo Gukheon must have had hopes. It was a large project, requiring significant investment, so perhaps they could share the profits.

But Gi Taeyeon had more than enough dirty money. And he had no intention of sharing the casino project.

The casino, not the hotel, was the key to this project. There was no easier business for laundering money.

A joint venture was useless to Gi Taeyeon, who planned to use the casino for his own money laundering operations.

“D, Director. Please spare me.”

Seo Jungkyun seemed to grasp the situation immediately. He dropped to his knees, begging like a fly.

It was pure coincidence that he’d discovered the connection between Seo Jungkyun and Yoo Gukheon. And Lee Chanyeol had been the link.

He’d investigated Lee Chanyeol, suspecting he might be the alpha Soohyun had slept with. Besides being the grandson of the former Minister of Justice, there was nothing remarkable about him. More importantly, the memory of Soohyun losing his virginity kept him from intervening, but then he’d heard that Lee Chanyeol had contacted Seo Jungkyun. He suspected Lee Chanyeol had leaked information, allowing Seo Jungkyun to loiter near his home.

‘He probably told him to try to win Gi Taeyeon’s favor through his omega. If he could make Gi Taeyeon realize the omega was Seo Soohyun, he would play along. With luck, Seo Jungkyun might even run into Soohyun.‘

The kid was quite clever.

He must have planned to use Seo Jungkyun to make Soohyun feel threatened. When people felt psychologically insecure, they tended to rely on those they’d known for a long time.

He must have hoped Soohyun would ask him for help and fall into his arms.

But Gi Taeyeon wasn’t interested in Lee Chanyeol’s intentions.

The important thing was that Seo Jungkyun, manipulated by Lee Chanyeol’s scheme, had contacted Soohyun. That’s why he’d come to Gi Taeyeon, mentioning Soohyun and asking for more funds.

When he was unexpectedly refused, he must have gone to Yoo Gukheon.

He’d planned to repay his debt with the money he received from Yoo Gukheon, retrieve the land deed used as collateral, and then sell it to Yoo Gukheon at a higher price. He might have succeeded if he hadn’t been brought here first.

‘It’s highly likely that kid was the one who suggested that method.‘

Lee Chanyeol’s grandfather had been supporting Yoo Gukheon for a long time. Since the old man seemed to favor his grandson, Lee Chanyeol must have overheard quite a bit of information.

If he successfully goaded Seo Jungkyun and the plan worked, he could have screwed Gi Taeyeon over. Soohyun’s land, which was geographically essential, would have fallen into Yoo Gukheon’s hands. Then Gi Taeyeon would have had no choice but to share the construction rights, which is exactly what Yoo Gukheon wanted.

The reason Lee Chanyeol went through all this trouble to connect Yoo Gukheon and Seo Jungkyun was obvious: to have Seo Soohyun.

Well, he can’t be an alpha anymore.

“B, but I didn’t hand over the land… Right?”

The clumsy excuse broke through his thoughts.

“You handed over something else, Boss.”

Gi Taeyeon tilted his head, his displeasure evident. Seo Jungkyun blinked, confused.

“Seo Soohyun.”

“Yes?”

“You used him as a guarantor and tried to hand him over to that kid. That’s not how it works.”

He didn’t know what Lee Chanyeol had promised Seo Jungkyun, but since they hadn’t had any prior dealings, he must have brought up Seo Soohyun to gain his trust.

“B, but you said you didn’t care about him! A, and I didn’t hand him over to Lee Chanyeol! Oh, that’s right! I, I have valuable information for you!”

“What information?”

“There’s a traitor among your close associates!”

Kim Jiphil, standing beside him, scoffed, “He’s talking nonsense,” and the dogs bared their teeth at Seo Jungkyun. Terrified, Seo Jungkyun scrambled back a few steps, then, as if making a decision, shouted,

“S, Seo Jihwan!”

His eyes were bloodshot, as if he sensed this was his last chance.

“D, didn’t CEO Kang betray you before? He leaked your business plans to Yusan… Seo Jihwan manipulated CEO Kang and made him spill everything to Yoo Gukheon. I heard it directly from Yoo Gukheon. That’s why, when you rejected my request, I went to Seo Jihwan. I, I didn’t really intend to… I just casually suggested it, but he…!”

“Keuk.“

His excited rambling was cut short by a low chuckle. Then, Gi Taeyeon burst into laughter.

“I know.”

“Yes?”

“An omega who’s been under Gi Taeyeon will fetch a high price.”

Seo Jungkyun gaped as Gi Taeyeon repeated the words he’d said to Seo Jihwan.

“What…?”

“I orchestrated the leak through Seo Jihwan.”

Thanks to that, he’d cleanly eliminated CEO Kang and his entire line, and discovered that Yoo Gukheon was the one who had approached Kang. It was easy to weed them out, thanks to Yoo Gukheon sending those pathetic thugs after him out of spite after his knee was shattered on the golf course. He’d also discovered that the drugs he’d been given came from Hash, the club run by those thugs. The drug Lee Chanyeol injected Soohyun with had also come from there.

It wasn’t a large-scale drug operation; there were plenty of prosecutors willing to turn a blind eye to drugs circulating in clubs. In return, Gi Taeyeon would offer them minor favors. It was a mutually beneficial arrangement.

“So, are you out of information to bargain with?”

“D, Director.”

“I wasn’t planning on touching your boss… but things change when you try to sell my omega to someone else.”

“B, but you said it wasn’t like that back then! You said it was just a sexual relationship…!” Seo Jungkyun shrieked, his face pale.

He wasn’t entirely wrong. Back then, Gi Taeyeon hadn’t considered his relationship with Soohyun to be anything more than sex.

‘But it was…‘

The thought that Soohyun might have overheard that conversation made him feel strangely anxious and thirsty.

Gi Taeyeon pulled out another cigarette, his lips pursed. Kim Jiphil quickly stepped forward and lit it.

“P, please spare me, just spare my life. I, I won’t even go near Soohyun ever again!”

Seeing Gi Taeyeon’s expression, Seo Jungkyun realized his pleas were falling on deaf ears and appealed to his sympathy.

“I, I’m his last remaining family. Right? I, I’m his father, after all…”

Hearing those words, Gi Taeyeon remembered that Seo Soohyun had no other family left. He had relatives on his father’s side, but they’d all cut ties because of Seo Jungkyun’s gambling. He was effectively alone.

And Gi Taeyeon was perfectly content with that.

“I can be his father figure too.”

“Yes?”

He exhaled a plume of smoke and nodded curtly. Kim Jiphil understood and opened the gate. Two hunting dogs darted out.

“Aaack!“

Gi Taeyeon watched the excited dogs with an impassive expression, smoking his cigarette.

“Play nicely. Don’t damage his organs.”

“Yes, sir. The boys know how to play gently. Don’t worry.”

He exhaled slowly at Kim Jiphil’s reassuring reply, a cloud of white smoke drifting from his lips.

I’ll have to wash off the blood again before going in.

It had become routine ever since Seo Soohyun started coming to his office.