“Ah, boring.”
Wasn’t there something—anything—a little more entertaining?
Jung Hwangseo spent the day fooling around with omegas at a hotel as usual, only returning home late in the afternoon.
The house he came back to was quiet to the point of emptiness.
‘Is no one home?’
Jung Hwangseo gave the place a cursory look. The silence of the house stood out.
I’m bored—what’s the housekeeper up to? Come to think of it, I’m a bit hungry too….
Jung Hwangyu had gone on and on about how good the housekeeper’s food was, so he’d been meaning to try it at least once, but he’d been too busy playing around and had completely forgotten. Since he was thinking about it now, maybe he should ask him to make a meal.
With that thought, Jung Hwangseo decided he’d at least try the housekeeper’s cooking and slowly made his way toward the housekeeper’s room.
Walking down the hallway, he lazily rolled his eyes and swept them over each door.
This is Jung Hwangyeong’s room, this one’s empty…. Ah, must be this one.
Without knocking, Jung Hwangseo flung the door open and looked into the room with bedding laid out inside.
There was a blanket, but no person. Did he go grocery shopping?
After a brief moment of thought, Jung Hwangseo stood at the doorway and scanned the interior.
‘I’m bored anyway. Should I take a quick look around…?’
The concept of rudeness never crossed Jung Hwangseo’s mind. After all, this was his house.
Well—more accurately, his brother’s house, but whatever. Same thing.
With that rather shameless reasoning, Jung Hwangseo stepped inside and looked around. Contrary to his intention to snoop a bit, there really wasn’t much in the room.
A wardrobe and a mirror.
With such a sparse room, the “tour” ended almost immediately, and Jung Hwangseo clicked his tongue.
Instead of getting a second housekeeper, hyung should really change his room first.
What is this room, seriously. There’s nothing. Nothing at all. It’s small, too. And this guy’s the number one contributor for saving the youngest—hyung really has no sense when it comes to stuff like this.
Clicking his tongue as he mentally criticized Jung Hwanhui’s lack of taste, Jung Hwangseo scanned the room again.
‘Yeah, nothing worth seeing.’
There was nothing interesting about the room, and the housekeeper was nowhere to be seen.
He’s never around when you actually need him.
In the end, Jung Hwangseo gave up on finding the housekeeper and headed toward his own room.
He walked along with his usual languid expression, but the moment he reached the second floor, his steps gradually began to quicken.
Jung Hwangseo’s expression slowly changed.
‘…What is this scent?’
It was faint, but unmistakable.
A sweet omega scent, mixed in among his own pheromones….
At first, he thought it was his imagination.
All of his brothers were alphas. From the eldest, Jung Hwanhui, down to the third, Jung Hwangyu. And though Jung Hwangyeong was still young so it wasn’t certain yet, there was a high chance he was an alpha too.
An omega in this household?
At that moment of suspicion, an image naturally surfaced in his mind—the omega from that hallucination he’d encountered before.
What he remembered was behavior that didn’t feel omega-like at all: rough actions, an indifferent yet masculine way of speaking, and pheromones so good they could make you come from scent alone.
That omega who had vanished into thin air…!
As soon as his thoughts reached that point, Jung Hwangseo’s eyes flew open instinctively.
No way. Don’t tell me…?
Once the possibility occurred to him, he couldn’t hold back any longer.
Jung Hwangseo hurried up to the third floor.
With every step he took, the faint scent grew gradually stronger. Just smelling it made strength pool in his lower body on its own.
Without realizing it, Jung Hwangseo licked his lips with his tongue.
The scent he’d been searching for all this time—the scent was now pouring itself out shamelessly, as if it had been waiting for him to come.
And from his own room, no less!
Jung Hwangseo’s heart began to pound as if it were about to burst.
Only one thought floated through his mind, drifting lazily.
‘My omega…!’
You came back to see me!
Jung Hwangseo practically ran to the door and flung it open.
“Haah.”
The moment he stepped inside, a deep sigh spilled out of him without his realizing it.
The scent of an omega in heat hit him the instant the door opened, making his head spin.
Jung Hwangseo drew in the scent deeply, trying to steady his breathing.
“Hhk, hhahk….”
It wasn’t even his rut cycle, yet his breathing grew ragged and saliva dribbled from the corner of his mouth.
His already hardened lower body was screaming from inside his pants, begging to be let out.
Leaning against the door, Jung Hwangseo’s gaze naturally drifted toward his bed.
On the bed, he could see someone buried beneath his blanket. From inside came rough breathing and a dense scent.
Jung Hwangseo couldn’t tear his eyes away from the blanket. Instinctively, he knew his omega was inside.
Like a man drunk on alcohol, Jung Hwangseo smacked his lips, then blindly reached back and clicked the door shut, locking it.
His eyes gleamed.
I finally found you. So it wasn’t a hallucination after all. You’re a real omega.
‘I’m never letting you go. You came to me on your own. You’re mine now. I’ll keep fucking you in here every day and fill you up until you get pregnant.’
Jung Hwangseo didn’t realize that his thoughts were anything but normal.
Consumed by overwhelming possessiveness, obsession, and arousal, he walked toward the bed as if bewitched.
His pheromones and the omega’s pheromones began to slowly mix together.
A sense of ecstasy and satisfaction he’d never felt with any omega before grew stronger with every step closer.
Staring intently at the blanket—which showed no movement other than the breathing and scent—Jung Hwangseo opened his mouth, his voice filled with anticipation and excitement.
“…Pretty one, did you come back to see me?”
The moment he reached out to grab the hand holding the blanket, Jung Hwangseo’s vision flipped upside down.
“Ugh!”
Before he could even react, Jung Hwangseo’s face was slammed straight into the bed.
And then the omega mounted his back.
‘What kind of omega has this much strength?!’
He’d felt it before, but this was strength no one would ever attribute to an omega.
He’d never lost in grip strength to anyone, yet he was being restrained this easily….
He wanted to break free this instant, see the omega’s face, crash his lips into theirs, taste that body thoroughly—but being unable to move an inch made his body tremble like it was about to lose its mind.
Feeling his head swim with arousal, Jung Hwangseo writhed.
But no matter how much force he put in, his position didn’t change.
After struggling a few times, Jung Hwangseo quickly gave up on overpowering the omega with strength.
Then he’d have to change tactics.
Sweet-talk and coax, then devour….
After steadying his breathing, Jung Hwangseo spoke in an exceptionally gentle voice, as if soothing and coaxing his pretty one.
“Pretty one…. Isn’t this hard on you? I can make it comfortable for you. Hm?”
“Sh…ut up.”
At that moment, along with a rough, aroused groan, a forceful voice rang out.
Pretty one has such a pretty voice. But that stubbornness…. Well, that’s appealing too….
‘Well, even if I’m pinned, it’s not like I’m completely out of options.’
Jung Hwangseo began releasing his pheromones in earnest.
As pheromones packed with desire—to take you, to have you—poured from his body, he felt the body on top of him tremble as if vibrating.
‘Ah, fuck. I’m so turned on. This is insane.’
He wanted to mount that trembling body immediately, force those thighs apart.
There was no doubt a soaking-wet hole waiting for him inside.
Wouldn’t it feel incredible to pull down his pants and underwear and push himself into that dripping hole?
Jung Hwangseo squeezed his eyes shut, then opened them again.
Just imagining it made him wet below.
Then, from above, as if no longer able to endure it, a moan mixed with a curse rang out.
“Ah, ngh, fu…ck.”
Good. It won’t be long now.
The moment he put himself into that slick, sticky place. Anticipating it, Jung Hwangseo stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.
Then, his gaze caught on Pretty one’s legs.
His face was smashed into the bed, but his hands were free. Reaching the legs might be tough, but the ankles were within reach.
And the pants had ridden up, exposing pale ankles.
Thought and action happened almost simultaneously.
When he reached out, Pretty one’s body rustled.
“Stay st—ah!”
‘…Pretty one’s ankles are really pretty too.’
It wouldn’t be so bad to leave a mark there, a sign that they belonged to him, then break them so they could never run away and keep them right by his side.
Jung Hwangseo began building the framework of various plans in his head.
“Haah, ngh.”
Then, as if reaching their limit, Pretty one’s body tilted. Hot breath brushed against the back of Jung Hwangseo’s neck.
“Ah….”
‘…This might be good in its own way too?’
Feeling that hot breath all over him made him feel like he was about to burst.
Just as he was thinking it would be nice if Pretty one stuck out their tongue and licked his neck, his clothes were suddenly torn away violently, accompanied by rough curses, as if they could no longer hold back.
Starting from his back, the torn fabric bound both of Jung Hwangseo’s hands and then slid up to cover his eyes.
“…Pretty one?”
Bound in an instant, Jung Hwangseo felt his body flipped over in the sudden darkness of his vision.
And though he couldn’t see clearly, the scorching gaze from above made him flustered.
He’d tried all sorts of play before, but this was a first. The sweet pheromone scent was so strong it made his head spin.
Instinctively, Jung Hwangseo moistened his lips with his tongue.
‘…What the hell…. Am I the one getting taken by Pretty one?’
But….
That’s fine.
It’s good.
It feels so good I could go crazy.
I don’t care what—just do more. More.
Expecting the blissful time about to come with Pretty one, Jung Hwangseo obediently waited for Pretty one’s next move.