Love Born of Pity Chapter 50

Do Yeonjae, stroking the back of Jiho’s head as if to make him listen, began to move slowly. He pulled out slowly and thrust back in faster. Jiho swayed his hips, following the rhythmic movements.

While Jiho was terribly slow at improving his blowjob skills, he had gotten quite good at this. Do Yeonjae focused on widening the tight gap, suppressing the urge to swell his cock each time Jiho’s soft buttocks swayed before his eyes. His cock instinctively sought the deepest point, repeatedly hitting the hard spot where the organs bent, past the softened inner walls.

“Ah, ugh, uh……. I don’t like it, uh, I don’t like it…….”

Do Yeonjae grabbed Jiho’s waist as he tried to crawl forward and pulled him back. He thrust his cock forcefully, hard enough to flatten the flesh of his buttocks. Jiho’s round toes spread wide, and his hands, gripping the sheets, trembled.

Unswallowed saliva dribbled down his raised chin. His cock swelled as if it would burst his insides. It was instantaneous. Jiho gasped, unable to close his wide-open eyes. Just as his flushed face contorted in the pain of being knotted—

Plip, plop, plop.

Drops of red blood fell onto the white sheets.

It was the moment Jiho, rubbing his forehead against the pillowcase, lifted his head to check on Do Yeonjae. A stream of blood trickled down his philtrum, a straight line against his flushed face. Do Yeonjae’s movements stopped abruptly. Jiho, looking flustered, wiped under his nose with the back of his hand and lowered his head.

“Ha, fuck…….”

A curse erupted along with a frustrated sigh. Do Yeonjae was going crazy because, even amidst all this, his arousal wouldn’t subside. He grabbed Jiho’s thinly trembling shoulders and thrust his hips again, and Jiho whimpered softly. He soaked his palms with blood and buried his face in the sheets as if to hide it completely.

“I, I like it. Director……. I like it now.”

Jiho recalled what he had heard at the hospital. The doctor’s voice was clear, saying that the dominant alpha’s pheromones might not only be affecting his eyesight. He said that his hearing and the frequent nosebleeds were likely also due to the pheromones.

“It’ll stop, ha……. It’ll stop soon. So, uh, continue…… Please just continue. I like it.”

Do Yeonjae, watching Jiho’s swaying hips, didn’t bother to hold onto his fleeting reason. Whenever he had sex with Jiho, his pheromones would erupt explosively without him realizing it. He moved his hips roughly, bewildered by his own lust despite the continuous nosebleed.

The night deepened, filled with the mingled scents of coppery blood, pheromones, and the sweet smell of Jiho’s body.

♬⋆.˚

After sex, Jiho, washed with utmost care, couldn’t resist the drowsiness and dozed off. He was in a light sleep when the sensation of a hand touching his face roused his heavy eyelids. Tears seemed to have flowed again from the lingering pleasure, as his eyelashes were damp.

He blinked his watery eyes and shook off the sleepiness. It didn’t seem like he had slept for long. He strained his eyes to see Do Yeonjae’s face more clearly through his blurry vision, then quickly pulled his head back as he realized Do Yeonjae’s fingers were tracing the area around his nose.

The nosebleeds had stopped when the pheromones were released, but they would start again if the sex got a little rough. Each time, Jiho would hurriedly hide his face, worried that Do Yeonjae, who looked at him with fiery eyes, would find him disgusting.

“Why do you keep getting nosebleeds?”

“…….”

“Isn’t it too frequent?”

Do Yeonjae’s fingers moved, tracing the red streaks that had appeared and disappeared from his philtrum to his pale cheeks. His touch was careful as he caressed Jiho’s clean skin. He frowned as he touched the bridge of his delicately curved nose.

Jiho’s bloodstains remained on the sheets. The drying bloodstains made it hard to tell whether they had had sex or engaged in violence. For Do Yeonjae, who had only experienced nosebleeds from being hit, Jiho’s blood was quite shocking.

“I’ve been…… tired lately.”

“What do you have to be tired about?”

What could have tired Jiho’s body to the point of a nosebleed? He didn’t wake up early for work, nor did he have a physically demanding job. The piano academy was small, with only four students, so it couldn’t be that busy.

Do Yeonjae was convinced that mental stress was affecting Jiho’s body. Kwon Heeyeon and Kang Gyumin had taken turns bothering him, so he must have been unable to withstand it. Moreover, with Kwon Yoon Taek stirring things up, it must have been even worse.

“Just…….”

“Should I close the academy for a while?”

“……I like the academy. I want to keep going.”

Jiho cautiously watched Do Yeonjae’s expression as he mumbled his thoughts. Do Yeonjae, who had been rubbing the area around his philtrum with his thumb, gently stroked his fine hair. Remembering how Jiho would soften his expression and smile in front of the children whenever he checked the CCTV, it seemed right to let him continue running the academy.

“If it seems like you’re overdoing it, I’ll make you close it.”

“……Yes.”

“…….”

“Thank you.”

Jiho felt sincerely grateful to Do Yeonjae, who, despite his harsh words, ultimately allowed him to do as he wished. He moved his aching body slightly and hugged Do Yeonjae’s firm form. Inhaling his warm, familiar scent, he closed his eyes.

♬⋆.˚

Jiho woke up before Do Yeonjae. He looked at Do Yeonjae’s face, sound asleep, while pressing his right eye, which felt like it had a hazy film over it, with the back of his hand.

Do Yeonjae looked fierce and intimidating when his eyes were open, but strangely gentle when they were closed. His carefully drawn eyebrows and long eyes, once they hid his obsidian-like pupils, instantly changed his atmosphere.

Suppressing the urge to touch his skin, which looked smoother than porcelain, Jiho suddenly recalled last night’s events. The memory, chilling even in retrospect, was vivid, as if unfolding before his eyes.

This time, Do Yeonjae had forgiven him easily, but there was no guarantee he would be so lenient next time. Do Yeonjae was certainly a bit soft on him, but if the same situation occurred again, would he be as forgiving then?

Time passed without him finding an answer to his worries. Jiho, nestled in Do Yeonjae’s arms, exhaled slowly and very carefully slipped out of his embrace. Since Do Yeonjae was still asleep, it seemed like they could go out together for once. He intended to wash up quickly and prepare something simple to eat. He stumbled as soon as he put his feet on the floor but didn’t fall.

Jiho’s head naturally turned towards Do Yeonjae. Relief washed over his eyes, worried that he might have woken him. He tiptoed quietly to the bathroom. Even after entering the shower stall, he adjusted the water pressure to low and finished his shower quickly.

Droplets of water dripped from his wet hair. Jiho roughly dried himself with a towel and took out a coordinated outfit from the dressing room. Most of Jiho’s clothes were chosen by Do Yeonjae.

It wasn’t that he didn’t have a choice from the beginning. He had lost his freedom after wearing comfortable clothes among those Do Yeonjae had bought for him. Do Yeonjae even picked out Jiho’s socks. Fortunately, he was free to choose his underwear. Well, most of his underwear was neutral-colored anyway, so there wasn’t much point in Do Yeonjae choosing them.

Jiho ruffled his messy hair with his hand and took out the eye drops from his bag before going out and stood in front of the mirror. As he tilted his head back and put a drop in his right eye, he sensed a presence. He blinked his stinging eye and straightened his head to see Do Yeonjae standing right in front of him, taking the eye drops from his hand.

“Eye drops?”

“Ah, good morning.”

Do Yeonjae frowned at the formal morning greeting.

“Good morning?”

“Did you…… sleep well?”

Sometimes, his silly behavior was endearing, making Do Yeonjae speechless. He laughed in disbelief, then composed himself and checked the eye drops.

“Why are you using them?”

“My eye hurts, so I went to the hospital.”

“Your eye?”

“They said it’s conjunctivitis. They said it’ll get better quickly if I use eye drops and take antibiotics.”

Jiho recited the words he had prepared in advance without hesitation. It seemed natural enough that Do Yeonjae didn’t question him further. However, he still frowned and looked closely at Jiho’s right eye.

Do Yeonjae examined his glistening eyes, as if wet with tears from the eye drops. Due to crying all last night, the skin around his eyes and the whites of his eyes were red, but there was no discharge, and they looked clean. Why didn’t he notice? If it was bad enough for him to go to the hospital, it must have been uncomfortable.

“Since when?”

“……A few days ago.”

“I think it’s better to go to the hospital together.”

His expression and tone suggested he was about to tell Secretary Kim to schedule a full checkup right away. Jiho hurriedly grabbed Do Yeonjae.

“Really, it’s really nothing. My eye is fine, and I used to get nosebleeds more often when I was younger. When I was preparing for the entrance exam, I got them several times a day. It’s just…… I’ve been stressed lately, that’s why. It’ll get better soon.”