Strategic Mating Partner Chapter 44

“Ha….”

Taehyun, utterly flabbergasted, retorted.

“I’m satisfied. Haven’t we both done it a lot already?”

“No. Because I’m not done yet.”

Then, Sejin reached out and, with his hand, dug into the inner wall that was filled with the semen he had shot, scooping it out. At that dull stimulation, Taehyun’s member, which he thought could not possibly function anymore, began to slowly raise its head.

“See, this one’s hard too.”

“Come on….”

Taehyun went ha, letting out a hollow laugh in disbelief and wiped his dry face with his hands. As he thought, that guy must have drunk some pesticide in the time he had not seen him. Otherwise, there was no way that prickly guy, who was the best to tease, would have changed like this. Give me back my pure Joo Sejin, you bastard. Taehyun wanted to grab Sejin by the collar, but he could not put it into practice. Moaning at the enormous sense of volume stabbing him from within again came first.

🤺

After the mind-numbing affair was over. Taehyun fell asleep as if he had fainted. When he drowsily woke up and opened his eyes, Sejin was looking down at him. The bed he was lying on had been moved to a different place from before he fell asleep. As Taehyun looked around, bewildered, Sejin laid him back down, telling him to just sleep since he had already cleaned everything up. Taehyun pulled the dry, fluffy blanket, which had no damp or uncomfortable spots, up to his chin and obediently fell asleep.

And when he opened his eyes again, it was past 9 o’clock. Hurriedly leaving the house before Sejin’s personal coach arrived, Taehyun parted ways with Sejin and, about an hour later, checked the measured value and clicked his tongue, tsk.

[02]

Right, after squeezing out pheromones like that all night yesterday, it would be truly absurd if there were still any pheromones left to come out. There was no way his body would be intact after being pounded like that, but due to the analgesic effect of the pheromones, his condition was actually better than usual. After finishing today’s routine with a strange sense of refreshment, he checked the value in the car just before returning home, and it was [02]. There was no difference from the value measured in the morning.

‘Please, just last for a long time….’

He could not do this once every three days. Of course, sex with Sejin was not just agonizing. On the contrary, it was so good it felt like he would die. Having high-concentration alpha pheromones poured all over his body might be good physiologically, but it was definitely not good for his heart. Moreover, he was even worried that if he got too used to such vigorous sex, he might really fall into sex addiction later on.

‘This has never happened before….’

Until now, Taehyun had been the one to receive requests from his partner and had rarely actively demanded the act himself. Taehyun, being an ordinary adult male, naturally had normal desires and enjoyed the pleasure of ejaculation, but it was the first time he had felt so much that it became troublesome. Why is this happening, really. It’s not like I’ve never done it with an Alpha before. Taehyun quietly got into his car parked in the parking lot and tried to come up with a few hypotheses.

First. Joo Sejin is good at sex. Second. Sex with a highly compatible Alpha is originally like this. Taehyun sided with the latter. The former was definitely not it. Taehyun knew because he had fucked too. That was just clueless sex where one thought they just had to put their back into it and slam away; it was not good. The problem was… that he would get incredibly aroused by that act which should have just been painful. It was to the point where he was flustered by how he had lived without any awareness as an Omega until now; as soon as he smelled Sejin’s scent, nothing else seemed to matter. It was those damned pheromones that were the problem, really. While Taehyun was sighing pfft pfft in his car, not yet starting it, someone suddenly came up to the driver’s side and went knock knock, tapping on the car window.

‘What is it?’

Taehyun, without any particular suspicion, threw the kit into his bag and rolled down the window.

“What is… ah.”

Wheeing, the person who revealed himself over the lowered window was Ahn Jimin, whom Taehyun had been consciously avoiding lately.

“I saw your car number, hyung, and came to say hi. Are you busy these days? It’s so hard to see your face.”

As he said that, he naturally reached his arm into the car to place his hand on his shoulder. Taehyun went, ah, damn it. Regret came belatedly that he should have checked the value at home and left quickly, but the water was already spilled. Unable to bring himself to coldly go thwack and brush him off, Taehyun did his best not to be conscious of it and focused all his efforts on ending the conversation with Jimin.

“Ah, yeah. I added extra rehab recently because of my ankle. It’s fine now, but I’m preparing in advance in case it relapses when the preliminary matches start.”

Then, with the intention of not giving him any more time, he bid Jimin farewell.

“You’re training well, right? You’ll get good results for as much as you’ve worked hard.”

At that, Jimin clung to him persistently and whined.

“No, I’m in a total slump these days. Can’t you just take a look at me once, hyung? I feel a bit sorry to show my coach every little thing, so….”

Then you don’t feel sorry for me? Taehyun maturely suppressed the urge to flare up in that moment.

“Sorry. I have a massage appointment after I finish today too. I don’t have much time left, so I think I have to get going. Let’s talk again next time. Fighting.”

Then, with a smiling face that made it impossible for Jimin to cling on any further, he shifted the gear to drive mode. If he let him stay any longer, he might ask for a ride too. Taehyun hurriedly picked up speed and left the parking lot. As he rolled the window back up and glanced at the side mirror to check where Jimin was standing, Jimin was staring at the back of his disappearing car with a somewhat dazed expression.

“Ha……”

There was no way his heart could be at ease. However, Taehyun no longer had the capacity to get a lover. Even if he were to promise for later, that would be a story for after the Olympics were over. Besides, he now had his relationship with Sejin, so giving Jimin any room was even more inappropriate.

If Jimin had approached Taehyun before he had tasted failure in his second Olympics, Taehyun might have accepted Jimin without any resistance. But not now. People constantly change, and situations change as well, so then and now could not be the same. It was a bit unfortunate for Jimin, but it could not be helped.

If he succeeded in achieving his goal in this Olympics. Would things be different then? He already knew they would not. By then, he would be twenty-nine years old. Considering the life cycle of the current generation, it was an age where one should start meeting a marriage partner. It felt like it was recommended to date for about two to three years starting from around that time and get married in one’s early thirties. It was not as if he was going to date a much younger person now, and if he met someone of a similar age or older, it was an age where he would inevitably have to consider marriage.

And Taehyun had no thoughts of marriage. At least, not unless news of his father’s death somewhere on the streets reached him.

So, even if it seemed like he had many excuses, it was natural that he had no intention of seeing anyone. Taehyun swallowed a short sigh and headed to the familiar parking lot. After parking the car in line with the parking space and entering his studio apartment, he still could not erase the feeling of loneliness. Taehyun picked up his phone again and scrolled through his contacts. He already knew well that there was no one he wanted to contact at times like these. Nevertheless, the reason he would look through it once like a familiar ritual was because there were times when his chest would suddenly feel tight, as if a lump had formed.

The truth is, I’m having a hard time too. It might seem like I’m always smiling slyly and being resourceful, but sometimes there are moments when I just want to quit everything and run away. Just as Taehyun finally turned off his phone screen, threw his body onto the sofa, and let out a long sigh. D-d-d-d-deuk, with a vibrating sound, the phone screen lit up.

Fencing Joo Sejin

010-XXXX-XXXX

Taehyun, surprised by the familiar name that appeared out of nowhere, shot up. What now? He hurriedly answered the call, and Sejin’s voice echoed in his ear.

— Are you busy? I thought you would be done with training by now.

Taehyun shook his head. The moment the voice he had not even expected hit his eardrum, his mood strangely lifted. It was a single phone call that came at just the right time, at a moment when he was feeling so lonely from the fact that, in the end, after all was said and done, he had no one to talk to at times like these. What is this, why am I suddenly so happy to hear from him. Haha, Taehyun let out a light, hearty laugh and answered.

“No, I just got home. Not busy. Why?”

At that, Sejin was silent for a moment before he spoke.

— The pheromone level, it came out as 03. I don’t think you need to worry. I don’t know how long it will be maintained, but….

Taehyun suddenly found the fading end of his sentence cute and laughed out loud again.