Chapter 14: Daylight

“Mph. Mm.”

The taste of the Alpha inside Euigeon’s mouth was pure ecstasy.

Even though he had never been taught, his tongue moved instinctively according to his desire to feel something deeper.

Chaewoo gripped both of Euigeon’s shoulders tightly.
He poured out his pheromones in front of Euigeon as they surged forth to pull the other man closer.

A long, rough kiss followed.

Chaewoo narrowed his eyes while catching his heavy breath.

He saw eyelashes as glossy and dense as bird feathers.

Past them, the scenery outside the car came into view.

Some of the signs in the alley were turned off, and there were no passersby since it was already late at night.

The ground was damp, as if it had rained for a moment.

The lights from the signs blurred through the humidity in the air.

Kissing Euigeon in a place like this was not rational.

It wasn’t morally right, either.

He knew he should stop now, but his body moved in the exact opposite direction of his thoughts.

“Mmm…”

Closing his eyes again, he tangled his tongue with Euigeon’s.

It was an overwhelming kiss, making it hard to maintain his balance.

Unlike before, when he had matched Chaewoo’s pace, this time Euigeon lunged at him as if he were going to devour him.

His body tilted toward him as the man grabbed his waist and pulled.

Chaewoo’s hand touched something hard as he fumbled against the seat, trying to keep his balance.

“Hey, wait. What is this under you…?”

‘There’s something like a water bottle.’

Chaewoo complained, pulling his lips away and shifting around.

But for a water bottle, it was quite warm… and felt like it was covered by clothes….

“It’s not a water bottle.”

Looking down, he saw Euigeon’s erect penis.

‘Just as I first thought, it’s as if someone put a 500ml water bottle inside his pants,’ Chaewoo thought.

Instinctively, a fear arose that he shouldn’t get any closer to it.

His mind, which had been swept away by instinct, quickly snapped back into place.
Rolling his eyes, Chaewoo turned his head to the side.

“Ugh… blegh.”

“Stop pretending to gag.”

‘Ahem.’

‘Did he notice?’

“Are you always this sloppy when you’re drunk?”

“Ah!”
Euigeon whispered with his lips pressed against his ear and bit his earlobe.

A sensation like a sharp electric current surged through his entire body.

Chaewoo curled his upper body and pushed Euigeon away.

“I… I’m usually not like this… but, sigh.”

His lips moved as he tried to come up with an excuse for what was happening, but his voice came out in broken fragments.

“So, right now, this is…”

“A mistake?”

Euigeon was smirking slightly, his lips curling.

The moment he was about to answer, a large hand suddenly slipped under Chaewoo’s clothes.

As if it didn’t matter even if it was a mistake.

“Nngh.”

The hand that slid into his pants brushed against Chaewoo’s member.

The sound of fabric rumpling filled the air, and soon his pants were half-removed.

The urgent breaths of the two men heated the interior of the car.

Chaewoo, who had been hesitating, was now actively unbuckling Euigeon’s belt.

His nerves were entirely focused on this act, as if he were caught in a massive ocean current.

Forgetting where they were, they rubbed their lower bodies against each other intensely.

Chaewoo squeezed his eyes shut as he felt hot flesh prodding his groin.

Euigeon’s and Chaewoo’s members twitched as they touched.

Just that alone made his body jerk as if an electric current were flowing through him.

“Ah, wait.”

‘I’ve never felt this kind of sensation even when masturbating.’

The surrounding nerve cells had awakened and were running wild.

As the two hard pillars touched and became entangled, their lips naturally met again as if finding their rightful place.

For a moment, Chaewoo felt his body float into the air.

Euigeon had put his hands under his armpits and moved him onto his lap.

By the time he came to, he was sitting on Euigeon’s lap, facing him.

Even as he tried to hold back his moans, sounds escaped his lips of their own accord.

As Euigeon’s large hand moved faster, desire grew in size, taking the reins and gradually devouring his body.

“Haah, haah… ah!”

Euigeon moved his hand skillfully and rapidly.

Every time his fingertips touched his penis, Chaewoo gasped repeatedly, not knowing what to do.

“No, ugh, wait… wait. Ah-ngh.”

At some point, the desire that had built up throughout his body exploded.

Chaewoo’s semen soaked Euigeon’s hand, his lower body, and his penis in turn.

A moment later, Euigeon also ejaculated.

The fluid that burst from the massive penis splattered up to Chaewoo’s chin and lips.

Feeling the sticky sensation dripping down, Chaewoo slowly closed his eyes.

A heavy daze had settled over him.

“Sleeping already?”

“……”

“Like a baby.”
He heard Euigeon muttering something, but soon his vision went dark.

His body felt hot and limp, as if it had been exposed to the scorching sun for too long, making it hard to steady himself.

What happened after that?

His consciousness flickered in and out.

With the last memory being his safe return to his studio apartment, Chaewoo’s entire vision was bleached white.

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It was blinding.

A frown began to crack his smooth forehead, followed by his body, which had been lying straight, twitching.

Even when he pulled the blanket up over his face, light leaked brightly through the thin fabric.

Even in his sleep, Chaewoo noticed something was strange.

His studio apartment never got such bright sunlight.

It wasn’t even this blinding when the fluorescent lights were on.

So, he was subconsciously sensing that where he was lying now was a different place.

As soon as he became conscious, his eyes snapped open.
Chaewoo kicked off the blanket and sat up.

An unfamiliar room.
A large window.

The wind blowing through a slightly open crack, and white curtains fluttering softly.
And himself, sitting on a strange sofa.

“Where am I…?”

Chaewoo stepped onto the carpet and stood up.

A brief headache followed the movement.

Holding his head, he moved to inspect his surroundings.

He saw signs of life in the kitchen before him.

An anti-hangover drink sat on the dining table in front of the kitchen.

Beyond that was the entrance.
The interior wasn’t a very large space.

‘Is this someone else’s studio apartment?’

Chaewoo turned around and went back to the sofa.

An air purifier was running next to the sofa.

The ‘Pheromone Removal’ button next to the power switch was lit up.

‘Wait. Pheromones?’
Chaewoo tilted his head slightly.

It felt like he was about to remember something incredibly significant and shameful….

“Ah, my head.”

With another wave of headache, he hurried to the table and picked up the anti-hangover drink.

Instead of opening the cap and drinking it right away, Chaewoo stared at the brown liquid sloshing inside the plastic bottle.

Water.
Water bottle.

[What was that just now?]

[Were you turned on by me?]

[It’s not a water bottle.]
The memories of last night came crashing down like a broken dam.

“I’m insane.”
Chaewoo clutched his hair and backed away.

Only then did he realize who the owner of this space was.

But this wasn’t the officetel he had visited before.

It was smaller, closer to a well-furnished studio for a single person.

‘No, that’s not what’s important,’ Chaewoo muttered, biting his lip.

He couldn’t remember clearly, but he felt sure he had safely reached his studio yesterday.

‘Was it a dream?’
‘If so, where did the dream begin and end?’
‘Was kissing Euigeon and ejaculating in his hand all a dream?’

[Haah, haah… ah!]

His subconscious gently dropped a fragment of last night’s memory, as if scolding him and asking how that could possibly be a dream.

The image and voice of himself moaning feverishly and clinging to Euigeon.

Startled by that, Chaewoo shook his head.

Then, the sound of his moans ringing clearly in his ears vanished.
Chaewoo hurriedly pulled his pants slightly to check down there.

“Shit.”
His underwear was gone.

It seemed he had been cleaned up somewhat, but being commando meant he had definitely done something with Euigeon yesterday.

Even though he was in this state, seeing as his backside didn’t particularly hurt, he realized they had stopped before the final line.

It was a small mercy in the midst of disaster.

After standing awkwardly for a few seconds, Chaewoo snapped out of it and downed the anti-hangover drink.

Then, he began to wander around, looking for the owner of the house.

“Hey, Beom Euigeon.”

He opened the bathroom door and went out to the balcony, but Euigeon was nowhere to be found.

Fortunately, he hadn’t lost his phone; he pulled it from his pocket and checked the time—it was 11:45 AM.

‘I slept a long time.’
Since it was Sunday, it wasn’t likely he had gone to school.

‘Where could he be?’

Wondering if he had missed a text, he checked his backlog of chats.

There was no contact from Euigeon (he didn’t even have his number saved anyway), but several messages had piled up in the class group chat.

[Jeong Taehyun: Today was so much fun. Everyone, get home safely!!!]

[ Song Bin: Have a good weekend too, Senior 🙂 Thanks for all the advice~]

[Kim Yunso: But did Chaewoo-saurus go home?]

[ Jo Seeun: It looked like Senior Chaewoo went out in the middle and didn’t come back ㅠㅠㅠㅠ]

[ Kim Yunso: He didn’t say he was leaving though.]

[ Song Bin: He hasn’t even read the group chat yet…]

[ Jo Seeun: Maybe he was drunk and just went home?]

[Go Jin-deok: Jeong Taehyun added soju to the senior’s beer on the sly ㅡㅡ]

[ Jeong Taehyun: Why are you saying that, shit.]

[ Jeong Taehyun: No, I only added a little bit ㅜㅜ]

[ Jo Seeun: Oh no, what if something happened…]

[ Go Jin-deok: Euigeon is ghosting too.]

[ Jo Seeun: Why did Senior Euigeon leave? T_T The mood was so good.]

[ Jeong Taehyun: I don’t know either.]

“That bastard Jeong Taehyun…”
Something had definitely happened.

No wonder he was way too drunk for just one glass of beer.

Thinking that the error was because of Jeong Taehyun made his anger boil over.

Seeing as Euigeon hadn’t contacted him separately, perhaps leaving without a greeting was the right thing for both of them.

After all, what could they possibly say to each other face-to-face right now?

Perhaps due to the anti-hangover drink, his head was clearing, and the memories of last night were gradually returning with more clarity.

It was a development far from welcome for Chaewoo.

He had no luggage to pack, so he just had to leave.

The fact that he was commando weighed heavily on his mind, but… he decided to leave as he was.

As he moved toward the entrance, Chaewoo happened to find a piece of paper on the table.

It was right where the drink had been.

Wondering if Euigeon had left a message, he picked it up.

As expected, there was handwriting on it.

“Wow, shit. What a jerk.”

After reading the contents, Chaewoo tore the paper into pieces without hesitation and tossed it into the trash can.

Even the scribbled handwriting was somehow just like Beom Euigeon, making it twice as annoying.

[Please leave as soon as possible once you wake up.]

And that dismissive voice felt like it was playing in his head, too.