Kyo-Shin pressed kisses onto Shin-Yeon as if stamping a seal—starting from his forehead, then down over his eyes, nose, cheeks, earlobes, jaw, and finally his lips.
“Ahh… Executive Director…”
Overwhelmed by the flood of affection, Shin-Yeon found himself realizing all over again just how much he liked him. His eyes welled up, and he buried his face in Kyo-Shin’s chest.
Wrapping both arms around his firm, solid waist, he inhaled deeply, filling his lungs with that sweet acacia scent, sniffling softly.
“It’s really cold right now. Want to go talk in the car?”
“…If we talk here…”
“Does my baby get sentimental in the cold because he’s an F?”
At that, Shin-Yeon nearly grabbed him by the collar on impulse. Instead, he pouted and tried to pull away from his arms.
But it was like being wedged between solid rock—he couldn’t move at all. Struggling uselessly, he shot Kyo-Shin an indignant glare, looking utterly wronged.
“I’m not going to flirt with you anymore!”
Kyo-Shin smoothed a hand over his head, as if calming a hissing kitten whose fur had puffed up after having its advances rejected.
“So instead of flirting, you’re going to ask when you can kiss me?”
“…I won’t do that either!”
With his eyes still brimming as he avoided Kyo-Shin’s gaze, Shin-Yeon suddenly found himself lifted clean off the ground and carried toward the car.
“Executive Director Seo!”
“Baby doesn’t know what happens if you park illegally, huh? They tow your car. And the fines are expensive.”
“…Not the fines.”
Hooked by the bait of towing and fines, Shin-Yeon obediently climbed into the passenger seat like a big catch reeled in.
As Kyo-Shin turned in the driver’s seat to fasten his seatbelt, Shin-Yeon spoke up brightly,
“You get fined for not wearing a seatbelt too.”
“My baby knows that? Smart.”
Kyo-Shin found it amusing how sensitive Shin-Yeon was to anything involving money or fines. He hid his smile and started the car, heading home.
The whole ride, Shin-Yeon kept sneaking glances at him like a hungry cat before finally staring out the window, his expression dim.
“…You shouldn’t call me ‘baby’ anymore.”
“Sounds like you want me to call you ‘honey’ instead.”
“…Ugh!”
Flirting really was an adult’s game…!
His cheeks flushed as emotion surged up again. Lowering his head toward his seatbelt, Shin-Yeon muttered,
“You shouldn’t flirt either.”
Kyo-Shin laughed quietly. “That wasn’t flirting. I just saw right through my baby’s honest feelings.”
That is flirting!
“…No, you didn’t!”
As Shin-Yeon reached up to shield his face, Kyo-Shin brushed his hair back, then began toying with his earlobe.
Even as those large hands traced along his ear, down his jaw and the back of his neck, Shin-Yeon did nothing to stop him—his skin just flushed deeper.
“Why don’t you say anything when I touch you?”
By the time they arrived and Kyo-Shin parked, Shin-Yeon clutched his seatbelt tightly with both hands, steeling himself.
'I’m really ending this today.'
Wiping at his tear-filled eyes, he lifted his head.
“I only followed you because I left my clothes here last time. I—I’ll just take them and go.”
“Right. You should take your clothes.”
Something about Kyo-Shin’s tone felt faintly cold, making Shin-Yeon’s heart lurch—but he forced himself not to react and got out of the car.
As he lingered awkwardly, unsure what to do, Kyo-Shin stepped out, came over, and draped an arm around his shoulders.
“It’s cold. Let’s warm you up first. Baby, have you ever tried warm sake?”
“Sake? You can heat alcohol?”
“Yeah. People drink it warm when it’s cold out.”
He had already sensed something was off from Shin-Yeon’s message earlier, but seeing him standing blankly in the freezing night—where it felt like negative twenty-four degrees—only confirmed it.
'Where does this little kitten think he’s running off to?'
Shin-Yeon, distracted by the idea of warm alcohol while trying to hold back his tears, followed him quietly inside.
Unaware of Kyo-Shin’s ulterior thoughts, the kitten lured not by feed but by warm sake took a seat at the bar in the living room.
“Baby, go take a bath and warm up first. It takes a bit of time to prepare hot sake—you have to heat it gently.”
“I think I’ll be fine without a bath…”
Even if he tried to act smart now, Shin-Yeon was already completely in Kyo-Shin’s hands.
“Your ears are red like they’ve got frostbite. Still think you’re fine?”
“Th-that’s not…”
Before he could finish, Kyo-Shin scooped him up again and murmured low by his ear as Shin-Yeon struggled.
“Or should I suck on them myself to get the blood flowing, baby?”
“…!”
The deep voice tickling inside his ear made Shin-Yeon flinch. He stared up at Kyo-Shin, dazed, as he drew closer.
Carrying him into the bedroom, Kyo-Shin set him down in front of the bathroom and asked,
“Do you know what you should drink before hot sake?”
“So you don’t burn your mouth… ice water?”
In one swift motion, Kyo-Shin stripped off all his clothes, then looped his loosened tie around Shin-Yeon’s neck as he removed his own shirt.
“The lips of the person you’re drinking with.”
Gripping the tie draped around his neck, Kyo-Shin lifted his chin with his fingers and pressed their lips together.
“Ah—”
In an instant, the intoxicating pheromones of a dominant alpha surged over him like a tidal wave. It felt like being trapped in a forest bursting with blooming acacia—his vision unfocused.
Ah… this is bad.
The sweet scent flooding his mouth dulled his thoughts. Before he could resist or pull away, it felt like he was drowning in something hot and honey-sweet.
Swept up completely, Shin-Yeon’s mind shut down—and his body moved on instinct.
He licked along the base of Kyo-Shin’s tongue, then lightly bit and sucked as it pushed deeper.
Kyo-Shin’s tongue, heated like liquor, tasted sweet and fragrant like acacia honey.
Holding it captive in his mouth, Shin-Yeon sucked with soft, wet sounds, moving his head as he did.
'So the baby figured this out on his own.'
As Kyo-Shin explored his mouth with his tongue, he smoothly stripped away the rest of Shin-Yeon’s clothing.
Tap.
Completely bare, Shin-Yeon pressed himself against him, already aroused.
Kyo-Shin’s eyes curved, his dark gaze flashing dangerously. Grabbing hold of the small, soft curve of his hips, his fingers slid lower, parting him.
“Ah?!”
Startled, Shin-Yeon broke the kiss, face burning red as he grabbed Kyo-Shin’s hand, stammering.
“N-no… wh-where are you putting your hand…?”
“If you’ve tasted my lips up here, what should the mouth below have?”
His fingers brushed along the sensitive spot, pressing lower.
“Ah—!”
Shocked, Shin-Yeon trembled and instinctively hid himself in Kyo-Shin’s arms.
Kyo-Shin laughed softly. “Baby, if you’re trying to run away, you should go somewhere else. Why run straight into my arms?”
A slick, warm liquid began to seep out, dampening Kyo-Shin’s hand.
Lowering his head, Kyo-Shin pressed a kiss into the kitten burying his face in his chest, then bit down lightly on his tongue.
“Ah—!”
He licked along the curve of his ear, then drew the soft lobe into his mouth, sucking and tracing it slowly.
“Ahh… ah… E-Executive Director… ah—!”
Every place he touched or sucked drew out helpless reactions. Just how sensitive was his entire body?
“Haah—”
As Shin-Yeon twisted in dizzying pleasure in his arms, Kyo-Shin released his ear and blew gently against it.
“Ahh—!”
His body trembled, and a thick, milky fluid spilled out, staining Kyo-Shin’s pants.
At the same time, fingers pressed deeper, working into the slick heat.
“Ah…”
At the unfamiliar sensation, Shin-Yeon curled in on himself, clinging tightly as he held his breath.
Slow, pressing movements stretched him from within, strangely unfamiliar—yet somehow not entirely so.
Biting his lip, he trembled.
“Baby, bite my lips instead. You’ll hurt yourself.”
Kyo-Shin lowered his head again, swallowing his lips in another kiss as he slid another finger inside.
“Ah—!”
With his lips captured, two thick fingers spread him from within. Shin-Yeon instinctively tightened around them.
“Haah… my baby knows how to squeeze too? Why are you sucking my fingers like they taste so good? Were you that hungry?”
“It’s… too…”
Too much.
Each movement sent small bursts of pleasure rippling through him, making him feel like he might fall apart. His body trembled uncontrollably.
Suddenly, Kyo-Shin’s fingers moved faster, pressing deeper, stimulating a sensitive spot inside.
“Ah!”
'I’ve never felt this before…'
Face flushed red, Shin-Yeon clung to him, gasping as he looked up.
Despite his calm expression, Kyo-Shin’s eyes burned, veins standing out along his neck and jaw. He looked anything but composed.
The muscles of the aroused alpha tensed powerfully, making him look even more dangerously attractive.
Kyo-Shin pressed a kiss to his forehead.
“If I loosen you up now, it’ll hurt less later.”
Heat spread through him, his entire body burning. Unable to endure the restless sensation, Shin-Yeon bit down on the chest in front of him.
Crunch.
Kyo-Shin sharply pressed against his most sensitive point.
“Ahh—!”
His body jerked as he reached his peak, trembling helplessly.
“Why does the way you look when you feel good make you so pretty… and so obscene?”
Flushed and breathless, Shin-Yeon panted, completely overwhelmed by the pleasure.