Strategic Mating Partner Chapter 68

“How does it feel? Ugh… Now that you’re on the receiving end, do you understand how hard it is for me?”

Taehyun was so out of breath that even this provocation was honestly exhausting. Even so, he couldn’t easily admit defeat because he genuinely wanted Sejin to understand how overwhelming their sex was for him each time. Having just reached climax, his sensitive inner walls were being stirred so intensely that his entire body felt like it might give out any moment. But by tightening his inner walls with the sensation of squeezing Sejin’s cock, the numbing pressure outweighed the pleasure, making it somewhat bearable. Still, it was so intense that he had to grit his teeth to endure it.

“Hah… Ugh…”

Finally, when Sejin let out a growling moan through clenched teeth, Taehyun exhaled the breath he’d been holding and relaxed the tension in his hips. He knew from experience. Sejin must be feeling like he was dying right now. So aroused from the tight grip that he could climax any second, yet so constricted that no semen would come out. The frustration mixed with ecstatic pleasure was evident on his face. Taehyun found Sejin’s reaction suddenly cute and endearing, barely suppressing a laugh.

“Feels good? Sejin-ah, you need to answer properly.”

When Taehyun asked with a slightly mischievous expression, rolling his hips, Sejin nodded with difficulty, his face flushed red. At Sejin’s response, Taehyun curled the corners of his lips and began thrusting his hips quickly again. He could feel Sejin reaching his limit. The cock twitching wildly inside was proof of that. Feeling a bit sorry and pitying for tormenting him too much, Taehyun finally loosened his inner walls, letting slick drip down and creating lewd friction sounds with his movements. Soon, Sejin swallowed a rough moan deep in his throat and released inside Taehyun. It was a record-breakingly quick finish compared to usual.

“…….”

Taehyun looked down at Sejin, who seemed somehow angry, and smiled to soothe his childish defiance.

“Why the face? Hnng… It seems like you enjoyed it a lot down there.”

As Taehyun spoke, pulling Sejin’s cock out with a slick sound, the semen Sejin had just released mixed with slick and flowed out from inside. Sejin couldn’t take his eyes off the slightly gaping hole, still stretched from the intensity, and mumbled.

“Did you do this with other alphas too?”

Hah. At that audacious question, Taehyun replied, exasperated.

“Hey, what’s with talking about other alphas? I haven’t even dated that many people to begin with. You’re literally my second alpha.”

That single statement seemed to shock Sejin even more.

“So the one with that guy was your first and last!?”

This is ridiculous. That guy? But Taehyun couldn’t pretend not to know who Sejin was referring to. After all, Sejin had witnessed him unintentionally make a huge fool of himself before. It wasn’t what Taehyun wanted, but since Sejin knew who his ex-boyfriend—the only other alpha—was, lying was pointless. There was no reason to hide it either.

But why was Sejin so shocked by this? Did I seem that experienced? Yet, having already made a fool of himself in a way that screamed inexperience, it should’ve been clear long ago that he wasn’t used to the overwhelming pleasure of sex with an alpha. Taehyun let out a dry laugh and answered.

“Yeah. Hearing that I wasn’t attractive as an omega from that jerk was so shocking that I never thought about meeting another alpha again. Satisfied?”

Of course, it was a lie. As if. The real reason Taehyun hadn’t dated anyone after that guy was because the Olympics were approaching, and he wanted to focus solely on training. He was afraid that dating during such a critical time would affect his performance and invite snide remarks. Back then, he didn’t fully grasp the severity of his injury, so he thought, “Surely I’ll at least win a medal this time.” Looking back, it was fortunate. If he’d had a boyfriend and cut off all contact, he might’ve pulled a cowardly ghosting move. That was the truth, but for some reason, Taehyun didn’t want to admit it to Sejin. Puffing up his pride, he snapped back, only to see Sejin looking genuinely shocked.

“What… What’s with him…”

Taehyun was just worried about being seen as some kind of slut, but seeing Sejin look like he’d been hit with a hammer left him flustered.

“Hey, what’s that look for… You’re the one who asked, and now you’re making that face…”

At Taehyun’s question, Sejin covered his face with his hands, stammering as he replied.

“Hyung, you’re not unattractive as an omega. That jerk was just blind.”

Taehyun choked on a gasp, barely calming himself. But Sejin didn’t stop there. Apparently forgetting Taehyun’s earlier order to stay still, he sat up, grabbed Taehyun’s shoulders with both hands, and launched into a serious speech.

“Your hole is insanely tight, your chest is big… Your face is handsome, and the wet sounds every time I thrust because you’re so wet are amazing. The color of your nipples stands out perfectly, matching you so well, and they’re pretty…”

Every word was embarrassingly crude, and Taehyun, startled, clamped a hand over Sejin’s mouth.

“Stop talking, it’s embarrassing! That’s enough!”

But Sejin didn’t stop. Still looking at Taehyun earnestly, he added.

“So don’t pay attention to that kind of nonsense. You’re the best omega.”

The fact that he was saying this nonsense so sincerely was the most absurd part. This wasn’t some “You are PyeongChang” speech. Why was he saying such ridiculous things with such a serious face? Did something flip a switch in him? Taehyun replied in a flustered voice.

“No, I don’t think that way, so you don’t need to give me such weird compliments. That’s just what happened back then, and now I don’t really care what kind of omega I am… I’m not planning to meet another alpha either…”

At that, Sejin, still unable to calm his excitement, blurted out.

“So you’re saying you’re not going to meet any alphas in the future? Why not?”

“What…? Why does that matter so much…”

Taehyun genuinely couldn’t understand. Why was this guy getting so worked up? Why was he reacting so strangely? It was almost as if…

“He’s not getting mad on my behalf because he likes me, is he?”

If that wasn’t the case, this situation was truly bizarre. Sure, bringing up past partners during sex wasn’t exactly cool, making their relationship feel more like friends with benefits than anything else, but Sejin’s overreaction was making things weird. Yet Taehyun didn’t have the courage to jokingly ask, “Do you like me or something?”

Based on Sejin’s frustratingly blunt responses so far, his lack of initiative to reach out after Taehyun cut contact, and his aloof, indifferent attitude outside of sex, he didn’t seem like someone with rational interest in another person. So Taehyun had been content thinking he’d found a compatible, reliable mating partner.

But what if that wasn’t the case? Sejin’s current behavior was really strange. If, by some slim chance, Sejin had feelings for him in that way? The thought made Taehyun’s heart sink.

No, that couldn’t be. Why would Sejin like him? If he was going to fall for him, it would’ve happened four years ago. Why now? Oh, because the sex was too good? Either way, that shouldn’t happen.

As Taehyun’s expression hardened, Sejin silently met his gaze. A brief silence hung between them. Taehyun climbed off Sejin’s lap, sat on the edge of the bed, and wiped his damp forehead with a dry wash of his face. The awkward silence was driving him crazy.

“…I’m leaving.”

He couldn’t keep going in this mood. Just moments ago, he’d been wrapped in blissful euphoria, thinking there couldn’t be better sex than this satisfying penetration, but now he was in no state for it. As Taehyun started to get up, Sejin grabbed his wrist. When Taehyun turned with a hardened expression, Sejin looked at him with uncharacteristically wavering eyes and said.

“No. You haven’t gotten enough pheromones, so your levels will spike again in a few days.”

Taehyun cut him off firmly.

“Then we’ll do it again then. I’m not in the mood right now.”

Still, Sejin didn’t let go easily.

“Because I mentioned other people? Did I upset you with something offensive?”

“It’s not about that…”

“Then explain. Why don’t you want to do it with me anymore?”

Taehyun was at a loss for words. There was nothing he could say.