Flower Fiancé Chapter 24

The eyes that had been prettily curved in a gentle arc slowly returned to their place. As if not expecting such cruel words, Ji Yeonwoo’s pupils wavered, unable to find their bearing.

In an instant, the air sank heavily. The silence spoke for the weighted atmosphere. Choi Moohyuk, who had worn an unfamiliar face and spoken unfamiliar words so casually, smiled slightly and changed the subject.

“Well, just as an example.”

Though he had returned to the familiar face of Choi Moohyuk, Ji Yeonwoo’s expression showed no sign of relaxing.

“Why are you making that face?”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I was a bit surprised….”

“You must have been very surprised. Your face has gone pale.”

“Oh, has it?”

Choi Moohyuk, who had scooted a little closer beside him, took hold of the hand Ji Yeonwoo had placed on his own thigh. The tips of his fingers were cold as ice.

“Because I don’t think Managing Director could do things like that.”

Ji Yeonwoo avoided his eyes and tried hard to deny it. Indeed, the Choi Moohyuk that Ji Yeonwoo knew was a person who held the position of managing director at a wealthy company, so he probably couldn’t even imagine him doing the cruel things listed above.

“There’s no way a kind person like Managing Director would do violent things.”

“Is that how I seem?”

At the question asked as if to confirm, Ji Yeonwoo ultimately did not answer. The feeling was strange. It was good, but on the other hand, useless worries surged in. Well, in any case, Choi Moohyuk also had no intention of revealing his own detailed circumstances just yet.

The fact that the title of Managing Director of Sunwoo Industries was merely the most outwardly presentable among the many titles Choi Moohyuk held.

He put strength into the hand that was holding Ji Yeonwoo’s cold fingers and gently kneading them. Ji Yeonwoo’s ordinary hand was caught snugly inside Choi Moohyuk’s large, thick hand. Ji Yeonwoo’s eyes opened wider as if puzzled.

Even seeing Ji Yeonwoo flustered, Choi Moohyuk pretended not to know and pulled his arm. Drawn by the pulling force, Ji Yeonwoo’s body spilled onto Choi Moohyuk.

“Mr. Ji Yeonwoo still doesn’t know me very well.”

“…!”

“I could do even worse things.”

Choi Moohyuk lifted Ji Yeonwoo’s waist just like that and placed him on his own thighs. Ji Yeonwoo, who had suddenly ended up in a position facing him with their stomachs pressed together, reflexively clung to Choi Moohyuk’s shoulders as his body tottered. A trembling could be felt from his clenching hands.

“Ma-Managing Director….”

“There’s something I’m curious about.”

As if predicting the situation that would unfold afterward, Choi Moohyuk’s figure filled the pale brown eyes tinged with anxiety.

“What was the meaning of marigolds?”

“Ah….”

His eyes swelled largely until they became round. The lips that had been pressed together parted, and a low sigh escaped. He didn’t seem to have expected this kind of question.

The hand that had only been resting on the dry, slender waist moved downward. The rough hand reached the part of the lean body with the most flesh, the buttocks. Ji Yeonwoo squeezed his eyes shut and curled his body inward. His face was one of effort, biting his lip and trying to suppress a moan.

“I know strawflowers mean pitiful love or the sorrow of parting, but you still haven’t told me the meaning of marigolds.”

“I thought you would have looked it up.”

“I didn’t look it up. Because I want to hear it from Mr. Ji Yeonwoo.”

Ji Yeonwoo’s eyes, which had been crumpled with fine wrinkles, wavered. Choi Moohyuk tilted his face just like that and buried his lips into the white nape of his neck. Having pressed his lips to the soft skin of the nape, Choi Moohyuk held Ji Yeonwoo tightly.

“So, Mr. Ji Yeonwoo, tell me. What it means.”

The sensation of skin touching his lips was dizzyingly soft.

Between parted lips, a thick moan spilled out. As if mesmerized, Choi Moohyuk, who had been gazing at the moderately reddened lips, pressed his lips to Ji Yeonwoo’s slightly parted ones in short, multiple kisses. The other hand, which had been lingering around the waist, pushed inside the shirt.

∞ ∞ ∞

The rough but well-groomed hand, without a single hangnail, swept across the flat abdomen and waist and headed toward the back. Ji Yeonwoo, who had been curling up his body tightly and lightly gasping with a flushed red face, barely parted his lips.

“The meaning of marigolds is…. Haa.”

As soon as he opened his mouth, the hand that had invaded inside the shirt, as if waiting, ticklishly touched the dry back where the spinal bones stood out. Ji Yeonwoo, who flinched and trembled as if electricity had shot through him, couldn’t finish his sentence and abruptly clung to Choi Moohyuk, holding on.

“Haa, ha… Managing Director.”

“Mm. I’m listening.”

Pressing his lips to the nape and sucking on the soft skin, Choi Moohyuk made him flush as the hand inside the shirt scratched lightly up and down Ji Yeonwoo’s back.

Every time Choi Moohyuk’s hand touched Ji Yeonwoo’s sensitive skin, Ji Yeonwoo, with his face buried against Choi Moohyuk’s shoulder, didn’t know what to do. Glancing up at him through raised eyes, Choi Moohyuk buried his face back into the nape.

“You have to answer, Yeonwoo.”

“Uh, uung….”

Smack, smack. As he made a mark on the nape with a sound, then bit the soft flesh with his lips while speaking, Ji Yeonwoo twisted his body with a languid moan. As if urging an answer, Choi Moohyuk wrapped one arm around the twisting waist and held him. Completely trapped in his embrace, Ji Yeonwoo hugged Choi Moohyuk’s neck and held on.

“The meaning of marigolds is, heut, without fail, ha… happiness that is bound to come.”

The hot breath mixed with a languid voice spread over Choi Moohyuk’s shoulder. Was that the meaning? It was unexpected. He had thought it would be similar since strawflowers had a meaning related to parting, but it was fascinating how the meanings of flowers of the same species could be completely opposite.

Choi Moohyuk, who had been lost in thought while gently rubbing Ji Yeonwoo’s back and waist, raised the corners of his lips.

“I like that flower meaning.”

Whispering low, Choi Moohyuk tilted his face and kissed him. He held the lower lip gently, careful not to touch teeth, then caught the upper lip with it and sucked lightly. The tongue that pushed in between the slightly parted lips intertwined. While Ji Yeonwoo was concentrating on the kiss, he moved the hand inside the shirt and touched the flatly toned chest.

“Eung! Stop, ah….”

It wasn’t difficult to find the spots where Ji Yeonwoo felt sensitive. As soon as his finger touched the pointedly erect nipple, the lean body flinched and jumped up incomparably more than before.

Even for a male omega, it was said to be uncommon to feel it in the chest, but seeing how his body even twisted, it was probably one of Ji Yeonwoo’s erogenous zones.

As if gauging whether his guess was correct, he opened the hand that had been tantalizingly touching the nipple. The rough hand began to press down and rub Ji Yeonwoo’s chest as if it had resolved to do so.

When his already sensitive chest was now completely pressed down and stimulated, Ji Yeonwoo’s head, which had been continuously sunk in languor, suddenly snapped up and then tilted back.

“Ahk, ah!”

With his mouth open, the eyes looking at the ceiling gradually lost focus as if a fuse had blown.

Ha, haa. A faint breath, as if about to be cut off, spread between his lips. Ji Yeonwoo, who had been staring at the blurry ceiling, squeezed his eyes shut.

Regrettably, Choi Moohyuk had not yet noticed Ji Yeonwoo gradually falling into an abyss.

Choi Moohyuk lifted the hand that had been inside the shirt and stripped the shirt off just like that. Then, holding the tottering Ji Yeonwoo’s waist firmly with one arm, he buried his face in the flat chest.

He tormented him by pressing his lips around the chest as if leaving marks. He purposely circled around the erect nipple, finally took it into his mouth, and lightly flicked his tongue, rolling it.

“Hak, heut, ah….”

Like a dying ember, Ji Yeonwoo let out a faint, cut-off moan and urgently embraced Choi Moohyuk. The body pulled close flinched and twitched with small jolts.

Pausing, Choi Moohyuk detached his lips and lowered his gaze. Over Ji Yeonwoo’s pants, the tip of his erected penis was wetly soaked and spreading. Huh. Choi Moohyuk let out a small breath and gave a hollow laugh. Seeing him so sensitive that he was dripping copiously from just this level of stimulation, it seemed Ji Yeonwoo was an omega after all.