Salt Society Chapter 40

At that moment, Kihyun’s insides tightened even more. His interior, which had sucked in the member as if swallowing it, once again spat out arousal fluid from the junction with a squirt. That was making the space between his glutes messy and wet. It seemed that because the inner walls were blocked by the member and had no space, his interior was trickling out the fluid filled inside in an attempt to make even a little bit of room.

“…Go ahead and just bite my dick off, why don’t you.”

Cho Yeonoh groaned, let out a pained sound, and furrowed his brow before slowly moving his waist again. Kihyun, who had thought it was painful because the guy was moving fast, sucked in a sharp breath and could do nothing but tremble.

Because he moved slowly, the sensation of the slightly curved shaft and the thick glans brushing against the raised parts inside, and the feeling of being stuck and unable to move as it went in and out because the middle was thick while the top and bottom were slightly slimmer, became vivid.

Kihyun reached out and grabbed Yeonoh’s forearm. He even scratched the forearm with his fingernails.

“Please, just, ugh…”

He just wanted to beg him to do something, anything. Cho Yeonoh ejaculated inside with a groan. When Kihyun opened his eyes wide in surprise, the guy, whose ears had turned slightly red, spoke as if making an excuse.

“…I didn’t cum. It just looks like that because there’s a lot of it…”

He spoke as if embarrassed and then pulled his waist back to withdraw his member. Even when the object that had been inside was pulled out tightly with a slurp sound, the swollen inner walls were so itchy he could not bear it.

Cho Yeonoh, who rubbed the space between the glutes of Kihyun, who was gasping and aching with curled toes, showed Kihyun his hand which was covered in something.

“Look. It’s not cum. It’s that thing, what do they call it? Pre-cum.”

“…You crazy bastard, how could pre-cum be like that… Ah…! Huaaa…!”

Kihyun was furrowing his brow because Cho Yeonoh’s claim that it was just pre-ejaculate from the member was so absurd, but suddenly his insides tightened on their own and a terribly itchy sensation began to flow continuously.

Kihyun involuntarily tossed his body, raised his upper body from where he had been lying, and crawled toward the headboard as if struggling.

“What’s wrong.”

“Hng, nngh… H-hick… Ah…”

He could not answer. He was on the verge of going crazy because his underside was so itchy. Every time the tip of his glans, which was swollen tight, brushed against the bedsheet, a sense of ejaculation hit him like a tidal wave. It was just as he was trying to escape somewhere while scratching the bed with his legs.

“A-ah?!”

Kihyun, who was pulled back by the ankle, could only tremble helplessly while someone pressed down on both his thighs to spread his legs and then shoved something thick into the hole.

Kihyun gasped and choked, unable to even breathe out. Cho Yeonoh lowered his head and bit Kihyun’s neck.

Suddenly, he thought of the instinct of an Alpha wanting to mark an Omega. It was about how an excited Alpha during intercourse would sink their teeth into an Omega’s neck to leave a mark.

He didn’t know why that came to mind now. It wasn’t exactly the kind of thing one should be thinking about right when the climax was tormenting him, was it? The thing that had entered inside continued to poke as if heating up the inner walls.

Cho Yeonoh pushed in all the way to the root until his pubic hair touched Kihyun’s groin, and he even rotated his waist in circles. The object inside turned as it was, crushing the inner walls.

Kihyun’s member bounced upward. It was to the point that he could feel his urethral opening pulsing. Kihyun finally ended up ejaculating.

It was accompanied by a blackout. Before his consciousness drifted away, Kihyun made a vow. Cho Yeonoh must never know about today’s events.

If the guy found out, he wouldn’t be able to live. Not only that; looking at it now, he had been a fool to think he could just love and live normally like any other couple. Not only was there Cho Yeonoh’s internal part that harbored loathing toward relationships with Betas, but everything surrounding Cho Yeonoh was opposed to Kihyun.

It was better when they were maintaining a relationship that was a mere shell of lovers. He had a premonition that it would be disastrous if news of today reached Cho Yeonoh’s grandfather.

So Kihyun thought of the fish tank he had left at home. He thought he was a sea creature living in the salty ocean, but it seemed he was just a goldfish living in a fish tank the size of a palm.

Kihyun decided to return to that fish tank and pretend he didn’t know. He thought that someone just needed to help him.

His eyes stung from the sunlight coming through the window because the curtains hadn’t been drawn. For someone who suffered from chronic insomnia, he seemed to have fallen into a quite deep sleep last night. Waking up in a daze, Cho Yeonoh shook his groggy head.

He felt like he had a very long dream… The sensations caught in his hands were vivid, yet conversely, he didn’t know what they were. It was something made of things that were soft, cozy, and nostalgic…

Nothing came to mind. Cho Yeonoh only blinked his vacant eyes. Then, he slowly turned his head to look beside him. He surely should have fallen asleep with Kihyun, but the spot next to him was empty and clean.

“…”

No, it wasn’t clean. Cho Yeonoh, who sat up in bed, let out a low yawn and then looked around the bedsheets with a look of disbelief.

A white liquid, like yogurt, was dried on them. Cho Yeonoh knew very well what it was. It was semen. It wasn’t certain whose it was, but it was clearly the trace of having embraced someone and moved his waist before discharging. He felt a chilling shiver run down the back of his neck.

In a state of shock, he rubbed his own body. There were no noticeable traces of an affair. There was no white liquid on his pubic hair, either. It seemed the partner had wiped Yeonoh’s body with something like a wet towel.

Even if they wiped the body, they apparently didn’t have the luxury to clear the bedsheets, as various traces were tangled together. If so, then who on earth had done such a thing? Cho Yeonoh furrowed his brow.

He jumped up and looked for the phone he would have left on the console, but it wasn’t in its place.

“Fuck…”

Chewing on a curse, he picked up the bathrobe that was lying haphazardly on the floor. Then, he quickly picked up the room extension phone placed on one side of the bedroom and dialed his own number.

With a vroom sound, a monotonous vibration rang out. Kihyun—no, Yeonoh—headed toward the sound. And he pulled out his phone, which was lighting up while buried among his clothes scattered on the floor.

“…What is this.”

Then he opened his eyes wide in surprise. A day had passed since the date he remembered. He had skipped the weekend he came down to Namhae, and it had become Monday before he even realized it.

Swallowing the curses that surged up again, he immediately called Manager Yoo.

[Yes, Director.]

“…Please explain what kind of bullshit has happened.”

As he spoke while grinding his teeth, the person on the other end of the line sighed low and explained.

[It appears Director Cho Yeonsin released a drug in the banquet hall. It seems your drink was also spiked, and it is currently presumed to be HZ-11, which is a psychotropic Rut-inducer, colloquially known as an Alpha-heat stimulant.]

“…What?”

[I intended to inject the antidote immediately after consumption, but you disappeared, Director. I checked the CCTV and saw that you had returned to your room, and since you were sleeping, I closed the door and left. I visited the next morning, but there was no response to the doorbell. We spoke briefly on the phone, but you only told me to hang up. …Do you not remember?]

Cho Yeonoh, furrowing his brow at Manager Yoo’s words, swiped the screen of the phone he had pulled away from his ear to check the call log. Just as he said, there was a call record of about 3 seconds.

“…Where is Kihyun.”

At that time, So Kihyun would have been asleep inside the room. If he, who returned to the room while a heat was being induced, had done something to the sleeping So Kihyun…

Cho Yeonoh, whose complexion turned pale at the feeling that he might vomit, waited for Manager Yoo’s next words.

[Mr. So was sleeping in a different room. He said he wanted to get some deep sleep for just a day and asked for a separate room. I moved him to the other room in advance. Since he said he wanted to go back up first after sleeping for the night, I made the decision on my own. I rented him a car, and I understand he is currently at home.]

…That was a relief, at least. As his frantic nerves began to calm down little by little, Yeonoh stuck out his tongue, licked his lower lip, and asked the rest of what he had to ask.

“Then what are all these disgusting traces.”

[…You spent the night with someone else, Director.]

“With whom.”

As soon as he asked that, nausea finally broke through.

—Yeonoh, look at what Daddy is doing.

A disgusting voice echoed in his head. His vision blurred. His empty stomach slammed against his diaphragm.

Cho Yeonoh, without hearing the answer to the question he asked, threw down his phone and ran into the bathroom. He gripped the toilet bowl and bent over to throw up whatever was inside, but nothing came out. Even though it said nothing would come out of an empty stomach, the voice echoing in Cho Yeonoh’s head seemed to wring out his stomach regardless. The retching, as if his eyeballs would pop out, did not stop.

Meanwhile, on the other end of the line, Manager Yoo was calling Cho Yeonoh repeatedly with a slight furrow in his brow. A dull noise had been heard, and then Cho Yeonoh had stopped speaking.

“Hello, Director? Are you alright?”