Pink Flavor Omega

#34

“Aah!”

With his mouth full of his dick, he looks up at me with eyes burning with desire, as if he’s about to devour me. The expression was unfamiliar, yet somehow familiar. An overwhelming pleasure explodes. The skin on my head tingles and my calves tense up tightly. Eunhong shook his body violently.

It was strangely vivid. Despite the darkness, the gaze seemed to pierce him. As Jaeha, his eyes fixed on Eunhong, sucked hard enough to hollow his cheeks, Eunhong was driven to a sensation of near fainting. He gasped, unable to breathe from the tight feeling in his lower abdomen.

“Hah, ah…! Ah! No… no, Lee Jaeha!”

As if heeding the plea, he seemed to retreat, only to suck hard again. It feels like his whole body is falling into an abyss. As Eunhong trembled, cornered, Jaeha grabbed his buttocks firmly and mercilessly continued to swallow and release. The sensitive tip of his glans touched the deep, moist, narrow part of the throat.

He held the writhing Eunhong tightly, preventing him from moving, and moved quickly and relentlessly. He repeatedly pressed his tongue against the thin, delicate flesh and sucked hard.

“Huk… uhhh!”

Eunhong’s body arched like a bow. His limbs convulsed and stiffened, and finally, he ejaculated. White liquid spurted from the tip, soaking Jaeha’s face. Jaeha, with one eye closed, smiled awkwardly, showing his white canine teeth. A red flesh peeked out between his lips, licking up the splattered fluid. His white face glowed pale in the darkness.

Only then could Eunhong breathe. The excessive pleasure was so frightening that thick tears rolled down his cheeks.

As he woke up from the dream, shuddering, he almost screamed.

“Huk… huh… huh…”

The room was quiet. As soon as Eunhong opened his eyes, he realized he had been dreaming. There was no trace of anyone having been there.

But the sensation was terrifyingly vivid. If someone had told him that Lee Jaeha had just had his face buried between his legs and disappeared, he might have believed it.

Eunhong reached out and fumbled to turn on the bedside lamp, then frowned. It was because of the dampness in his underwear. He lifted the blanket to check himself and quietly cursed. It was a wet dream, something he had only experienced when he was very young. His face burned uncontrollably.

In the small bathroom attached to the room, Eunhong briefly considered burning his underwear. If he had seen a lighter, he might have done it without thinking. If only there wasn’t a fire alarm… Eunhong shook his head in self-loathing as he washed the sticky semen off his underwear under the tap.

“Crazy, crazy, you crazy bastard.”

Is it because he’s turned into an omega that he’s having such dreams…? It’s hard for him to understand himself, having such a dream about his friend.

He thought of Woohyun, who would drool at the sight of any dominant alpha. Has he changed like that because his trait has changed? Suddenly having such a dream using Jaeha as material felt too vulgar.

Even so, Jaeha’s gaze in the dream was terribly… erotic and intense. If asked whether it’s possible to make someone ejaculate with just a look, from today, the answer would be ‘Yes, it’s possible.’

“Crazy… You’ve lost it, Ban Eunhong.”

Eunhong repeatedly cursed at himself, finding his own thoughts too unfamiliar and vulgar.

***

After spending the entire night awake following that short dream, Eunhong left his room, thinking of making some coffee. Just then, Mrs. Ham was entering through the front door with her hands full. Eunhong hurried over to help carry some of her load. It was a basket full of vegetables and meat, presumably for meal preparation.

“I heard you’ll be staying here for a while, Hong. I bought a lot of groceries thinking you’d eat a lot of side dishes.”

“Staying here? Me?”

This was news to him… Eunhong bit his lip.

“That’s what the CEO said. He asked me to make beef jangjorim because you like it.”

According to Mrs. Ham, since there was another mouth to feed, she needed to prepare more side dishes. Ignoring Eunhong’s protests, Mrs. Ham busily spread out the vegetables and neatly packed the groceries into the refrigerator.

Eunhong brewed coffee, filled it with ice, and sat at the dining table. Mrs. Ham handed him a container of crispy rusks and headed back to the kitchen. Her busy movements reminded Eunhong of his mother, and he sat quietly watching.

As the outside became noisy, Jaeha also appeared. He walked out looking fresh, unlike someone who had just woken up. Even in comfortable training clothes, he looked like a model with his long legs. Eunhong unconsciously glanced down at his own clothes and smoothed out the wrinkles with his hand.

“Bunhong, why are you up so early?”

At the playful voice, Mrs. Ham wiped her hands and came out of the kitchen. Only then did Jaeha turn his gaze to the kitchen and put on a troubled expression.

“Ah, Mrs. Ham. I’ll be away from home for a while. I forgot to contact you about it.”

“Oh my, really? What should I do? Will you be away for long?”

“…Yes, about five days.”

Jaeha slightly furrowed his brow. Distracted by Eunhong, he had forgotten to contact her. Faced with this unprecedented situation, Mrs. Ham looked perplexed, but her expression quickly brightened when Jaeha said to leave just enough for one meal and take the rest with her.

As Jaeha told her to enjoy this batch herself and replenish next week, Mrs. Ham took out her phone to ask about the dates. As she noted down the return date, Jaeha’s gaze, which had been quietly observing Mrs. Ham, suddenly fell on Eunhong.

“Did you sleep well?”

He greeted with his eyes beautifully crinkled. Eunhong felt his cheeks warming up for some reason. Jaeha strode to the living room, picked something up, and approached Eunhong. It was a pair of thick slippers.

Jaeha knelt in front of Eunhong, who was sitting at the dining table, setting one leg up. He grasped Eunhong’s ankle and slipped the slipper onto his foot. This simple action made Eunhong tense up so much that his thighs stiffened.

The touch on his feet was unbearably ticklish. When Jaeha lifted his head to look up at him, Eunhong was so startled that his buttocks nearly jumped off the chair.

“I, I’ll do it!”

“…Eunhong?”

“I’ll put them on myself!”

Forgetting he was holding a coffee mug, Eunhong reached out to snatch the slippers. In doing so, he spilled coffee and ice all over Jaeha’s face. There was a splashing sound followed by silence.

“…”

“…Sorry.”

Jaeha slowly raised his hand to wipe the moisture from his face.

“It’s okay. Just consider it an extra face wash. I’ll go change my clothes.”

As Jaeha went to change, Eunhong pulled out tissues to wipe up the spilled coffee on the floor. He was extremely flustered by the image overlapping with the face from his dream. With a reddened face, he kept scrubbing the now dry floor.

“You two are so consistent.”

Over the sound of chopping something with a knife, Mrs. Ham asked with a smile in her voice. Eunhong raised his head slightly. As he threw away the tissues clumped with brown stains and rinsed the coffee mug to place it on the drying rack, Mrs. Ham spoke again.

“Especially you, Hong. You’re still so fresh, like a student. When are you going to get married? You still seem like a baby.”

“Baby? That’s gross…”

Considering his dream last night, the term ‘baby’ was far from appropriate. Eunhong shuddered. There’s no way a baby could have such dirty thoughts.

“The CEO seems to be going on blind dates and such, but you, Hong, it’s the end of the year, aren’t you dating? Why are two grown men going on a trip together?”

“Jaeha is going on blind dates?”

“That’s what I heard. When was it… Ah, on Christmas Eve, he went out all dressed up, so I asked if he was going on a blind date.”

Mrs. Ham paused her chopping and counted on her fingers.

“That’s right. I came to check the CEO’s refrigerator on Monday and Friday that week. It was quite a scene that day. He was so meticulous in getting ready.”

Eunhong, who had been listening with wide eyes, found it increasingly difficult to maintain his expression. Something indescribable welled up inside him.

Just then, Jaeha, freshly washed and changed, entered the kitchen. He lightly touched Eunhong’s shoulder as he passed by and brewed coffee for both of them, including a new cup for Eunhong to replace the one he had spilled. Eunhong narrowed his eyes and glared at him.

Either not noticing or not feeling Eunhong’s gaze… Jaeha just smiled, lifting the corners of his mouth. Eunhong’s fists clenched tighter. Mrs. Ham patted Eunhong’s back.

“Go sit at the table. The stew will be ready soon. You need to eat a hearty breakfast before your trip.”

***

Eunhong roughly tossed a few t-shirts and pants into a square leather suitcase. Since they were all new clothes, there was no need to fold them neatly. He stacked the tops on one side of the suitcase like building blocks and filled the other side with pants.

The phone in his hand kept ringing. Woohyun wasn’t answering. Although it was during work hours, given the team atmosphere, there shouldn’t be a reason he couldn’t answer. Eunhong wondered if Woohyun was upset because he hadn’t been home for a long time.

Just as Eunhong was about to give up in exhaustion, the call finally connected. Woohyun always walked a fine line.