Strategic Mating Partner Chapter 131 - Epilogue

“Oh, hyung! Stop, please stop. Ah…!”

Sejin didn’t know, but before Taehyun became busy with his full-fledged athletic career, he had taken on the role of leading mischievous kids, like little thunderbolts, under the guidance of the dojo master from a young age. Naturally, he had become accustomed to dealing with children in a playful, childish manner. Let’s see how long you can hold out. Using the ultimate technique he had learned from roughhousing with kids, he lightly raised the tips of his fingernails and tickled a sensitive spot, causing Sejin, who seemed to be experiencing this for the first time in his life, to immediately gasp for breath and twist his body.

“I’ll keep going until you open your mouth willingly.”

If it were a one-on-one test of strength, Taehyun wasn’t sure how he’d fare, but in this kind of childish play, he was confident he could win every time. As Taehyun playfully grinned and tried to slip his hand under Sejin’s shirt, Sejin, rolling on the bed like a freshly caught flounder, finally shouted in a high-pitched voice.

“Okay, okay, I’ll talk, I’ll talk! Just…!”

Only then did Taehyun, as if accepting his surrender, stop the naughty tickling with a satisfied grin. Sejin, so startled it felt like he had fallen from a rooftop without any protective gear, stared at Taehyun with a dazed expression. What was that? For Sejin, who had never allowed anyone to touch his body except for posture coaching or massage therapy, this was utterly bewildering. The fact that Taehyun was so good at tickling, and that Sejin himself was so sensitive to it, were both completely new discoveries. Trying to calm his heart, which was pounding with a mix of fear and surprise, Sejin spoke again.

“So, hyung…. Um….”

Is it okay to say this? What if he gets disappointed or freaks out, thinking it’s gross? Sejin hesitated, looking dejected, and Taehyun narrowed his eyes.

“Come on, just say it.”

As he grabbed Sejin’s wrist, looking ready to resume the torture, Sejin began to confess obediently.

“Hyung, lately… your chest….”

“Your chest? What about it?”

Taehyun still looked puzzled. My chest? Sure, there had been times lately when he felt a slight tingle, but since it wasn’t something that happens until the final month of pregnancy, he hadn’t paid it much mind. Tilting his head with a furrowed brow, he stared at Sejin, who hesitated for a moment before finally spilling the truth.

“It’s gotten… too sexy….”

That was it? All that buildup for such a silly statement? Sejin felt so embarrassed he wanted to hide somewhere, overwhelmed by the intense urge. Meanwhile, Taehyun was just dumbfounded.

“Where?”

It wasn’t a joke—he was genuinely asking. Really, where? It didn’t seem like they’d gotten any bigger. No matter how much he racked his brain, he couldn’t figure it out, so he swiftly pulled off the t-shirt he had just put back on, revealing his full chest. Maybe the muscles had softened a bit, but it wasn’t that big a change, was it? As Taehyun instinctively grabbed his own chest with both hands, as if inspecting someone else’s, Sejin turned his head in a panic.

“Hyung, what, what are you doing!”

“What now?”

Taehyun was baffled. Is it a big deal if I touch my own chest? Wondering what nonsense this was, he drew a mental line of frustration on his forehead and looked down at Sejin, who protested loudly.

“No, I mean, your chest! It’s just… too much.”

What’s with the weird way he’s talking? If that’s the case, there’s no choice but to resume the punishment.

And what Taehyun discovered moments later was absurd. Not only had his already large chest grown even bigger, but it had also become so soft that even a slight touch felt like it melted into his fingertips. On top of that, his areolas had slightly puffed up and darkened in color. They hadn’t just gone from a light brown to a darker shade—they now had a strangely vivid reddish hue, making them seem even more provocative. All these changes in Taehyun’s body were, in truth, for the sake of bearing and raising a child, but Sejin couldn’t help but feel guilty for finding it arousing and getting excited to the point of being visibly aroused.

God, what a ridiculous train of thought. Taehyun clicked his tongue in disbelief.

“You’re… really….”

An idiot? Taehyun wanted to blurt it out but held back, instead grabbing Sejin’s cheeks.

“Hey, this isn’t just for the baby. It’s obviously for you too.”

Then he pinched and stretched Sejin’s cheeks, making his face turn bright red in an instant. Plum. As soon as Taehyun said the name that had started to feel familiar, Sejin, overcome with embarrassment again, squirmed to hide his face under the pillow.

“Hey!”

The reason the baby growing in Taehyun’s belly was nicknamed Plum was simple. Right after the Olympics, Taehyun was swamped with work—morning sickness, variety shows, commercial shoots, and events left no time to buy fruit himself. Sure, he ate fruit when it came as dessert or part of a meal, but it had been ages since he’d gone shopping for it himself. Then, one day, he had an ordinary dream, no different from his usual routine: waking up, doing a quick workout, eating breakfast, heading to an event… Then he stopped by a nearby market and bought a pack of plums for the first time in forever. Just as he was about to wash and eat them, he woke up.

Could this be a pregnancy dream? Taehyun was confused. It was the most vivid and memorable dream he’d had in a while, especially since he rarely dreamed at all, which only added to the confusion. In the end, all that lingered was a craving for the sweet, tangy, soft flesh of a plum. He wanted plums so badly that he jumped out of bed and waited for the market to open in the morning. Convinced it was the baby in his belly craving them, he laughed for a while and settled on Plum as the baby’s nickname.

Ever since learning about the baby, Sejin had been both excited and a little shy. It was like he was slightly awkward around the baby. Whenever Taehyun teased him about it, Sejin would say something weird like, “I just want to make a good impression on the baby, okay?” It was so trivial, yet he was overthinking it, and Taehyun couldn’t help but let out a wry laugh.

“Stop talking nonsense and just help me clean up…”

He was about to say “here,” but as Taehyun playfully placed his hand on Sejin’s center, he let out a deflated chuckle. The erection under his palm had already been raging for a while, with pre-cum soaking through the fabric.

“You’re already worked up.”

Taehyun smirked, about to tease him for pretending otherwise, when Sejin gently wrapped his arms around Taehyun’s neck and kissed him. Their lips parted, and a warm tongue slipped in, rubbing against Taehyun’s. Sejin pressed his lower body closer through their clothes, and Taehyun, in turn, pushed his chest—the one Sejin loved so much—toward him.

“Are you just gonna stare at what you like so much?”

Taehyun taunted with a soft smile, and Sejin, despite his obvious arousal, immediately took the slightly swollen, softer-than-before tip into his mouth. As he gently sucked and rolled it with his tongue, a low moan escaped Taehyun’s lips. The tingling pleasure made his head tilt back instinctively. His waist tensed, and his legs, which had been balancing him, nearly gave out, but Sejin quickly wrapped his arms around Taehyun to hold him steady.

I want it now. Overcome with urgency, Taehyun hurriedly pulled down his pants, revealing his fully erect member. There was no time to feel embarrassed about his blatant arousal as the hole at his back twitched. Even without proper touching, he could feel it was already slick inside.

“Hurry up and loosen me.”

As Taehyun urgently reached back, Sejin swiftly supported Taehyun’s waist with one arm, spread his cheeks with his large hand, and slid the tip of his middle finger into the tight crevice.

“I’ll do it.”

His heated breath was intense. Almost as if asking for permission, Sejin pressed a brief kiss on Taehyun’s exposed lower belly. Due to the characteristics of male omegas, the space for a growing baby was limited, so it didn’t grow much. For now, it just looked like his abs had softened slightly, with a bit more flesh. Even when fully grown by the last month, it would only be about the size of a typical pregnant woman’s belly at five or six months.

How sexy and cute will it be then? Sejin, feeling like a bit of a pervert, carefully spread the slick walls and gently inserted his finger. Sorry, baby, Daddy’s just gonna tease a little. Chuckling to himself at the slightly silly thought, he rubbed Taehyun’s sensitive spot with the tip of his finger.