Pink Flavor Omega

#21

“What… what are you saying? What are you sorry for? What mistake?”

Jaeha sighed softly and said.

“You know everything already. Your expression says it all.”

“…”

“I’m sorry.”

“No, I mean, what is there to be sorry about?”

Eunhong grumbled with puffed cheeks, and Jaeha asked accusingly.

“Nothing to be sorry about…? Don’t you find me disgusting?”

“Disgusting…?”

“Being swept away by pheromones, unable to control myself like an animal… You said you looked up what rut is. Now that you know everything, aren’t you repulsed? I tried so hard to hide it all this time… And you went and looked up strange things and now you’re talking nonsense.”

Eunhong’s eyes widened at Jaeha’s response. He hadn’t expected him to think this way. Disgusting? He had never thought that for a moment.

Rather…

“It’s, it’s okay. That’s nothing between friends. I’d understand even if it was something worse than rut. You don’t need to be sorry about anything!”

He answered hurriedly, but suddenly Jaeha’s expression sharpened. His gaze seemed to stick to Eunhong’s lips. His eyes seemed to burn with intensity. Eunhong felt his face heat up just from Jaeha’s gaze and let out a long breath. It wasn’t exactly nothing, and his words got tangled again.

“Why would I think you’re disgusting or anything like that? You’re so…”

Important to me.

Eunhong couldn’t finish his sentence because Jaeha raised his hand to fiddle with his own earlobe. His ears, which had been bright red since earlier, looked like they might bleed if rubbed too much.

“Then can I do more? Do you really mean it when you say you can understand anything?”

Jaeha whispered with darkened eyes. His voice sounded hoarse for some reason.

“Huh? More?”

“Yes, more. Tell me. Can I? Or not?”

His eyes were as persistent as a child begging for candy. Eunhong felt his heart suddenly drop. Was Jaeha still in rut? The atmosphere seemed more dangerous than ever.

“Do, do, do you want to do things to betas too? Even without pheromones?”

Jaeha pressed his body close to Eunhong. As their knees intertwined, the temperature rose where they touched. He gently grasped Eunhong’s hand that was carelessly placed on the table and pulled it towards himself.

“No. I don’t want to do things to betas.”

Jaeha’s gaze swept over Eunhong’s face. His eyes, which had been looking directly at him, gradually moved down, tracing the edges of his face, thoroughly examining his neck and chest area. The heat that had been subtly kindling finally flared up. Eunhong unconsciously swallowed hard. With tension pulled taut, he barely managed to open his mouth and ask.

“Then why…”

Suddenly, Jaeha brought his face close to Eunhong’s. Their cheeks brushed, and his breath touched Eunhong’s ear. Eunhong stiffened his shoulders and jumped slightly. The hair on the back of his neck stood on end. Jaeha’s low voice penetrated his ear.

“Because your scent is too good.”

Eunhong felt Jaeha burying his nose in his neck and inhaling deeply. It felt like his heart had stopped rather than beating. Suddenly, breathing seemed incredibly difficult. Like a broken machine, the rhythm was off. His face heated up and turned red, and even his head started to spin. Unable to make proper judgments, Eunhong stammered.

“Wh-what scent.”

“Tell me, Eunhong. Can I do more?”

“…What.”

Jaeha whispered softly, staring intently at Eunhong’s lips. Their lips were so close. Eunhong couldn’t continue his response properly, feeling that if he spoke, their lips might touch.

“You said friends can handle this much.”

“Y-yeah… it’s okay…”

Before he could finish speaking, Jaeha’s hand cupped the back of Eunhong’s head and pulled him towards him. Their lips collided roughly, softer than imagined. Jaeha swallowed Eunhong’s lips, sucking on them a couple of times before invading his defenseless open mouth.

“Ah…mmph!”

Eunhong’s eyes widened. A warm, soft tongue gently wrapped around Eunhong’s stiffened tongue and pulled. The sweet coffee aroma mixed with the lemon scent of sparkling water, and a cold floral scent with hints of grass filled his mouth. As he hastily inhaled and swallowed the saliva that flowed down his throat, the scent intensified. Jaeha firmly held his head as he reflexively tried to retreat.

His tongue swept across the roof of Eunhong’s mouth, and his lips sucked on his mucous membrane, causing Eunhong to twitch and tremble. His lowered eyelashes fluttered. His hands, lost for a place to go, fumbled in the air before awkwardly grasping Jaeha’s shoulders.

“Hm… uh…”

The sound of sucking made his ears burn. As Eunhong squirmed, the plastic chair creaked. Jaeha sucked on his mouth as if trying to taste every part of it.

He scraped the roof of Eunhong’s mouth with his tongue. He swallowed the flowing saliva sweetly and strongly sucked on their intertwined tongues. Eunhong, not skilled, let out a groaning sound. Somehow, Jaeha’s movements seemed to become more violent in response. Jaeha, who had been sucking and tasting Eunhong, even started to nibble on his lips.

“Mmph, mm, ahh.”

Eunhong punched Jaeha as he ran out of breath. The initially light punches gradually became stronger. Just as his vision was about to go dark, Jaeha separated his lips and released him. Finally freed, Eunhong took rough, deep breaths. Jaeha approached again, licking up the saliva that had dripped from the corner of Eunhong’s mouth as if not wanting to waste a single drop, then pulled back.

Eunhong’s expression was beyond bewildered, verging on dumbfounded. His ragged breathing wouldn’t return to normal. His face was beyond red, on the verge of bursting into flames. He opened his eyes wide and fumbled at his cheeks with both hands.

“You, wh-what… Why like this…”

“Eunhong.”

Eunhong startled and jumped back as Jaeha approached again. The plastic chair scraped the floor, making an unpleasant sound. His heart felt like it might tear from beating so hard, and he pressed his chest tightly. Eunhong stared at Jaeha with wide, flushed eyes. It took a long time for him to breathe properly.

“…”

“…”

Jaeha’s situation didn’t seem much different. He was breathing heavily as if he had just sprinted. He lowered his head and avoided looking directly at Eunhong, as if wanting to hide his intensified gaze. Eunhong’s attention was caught by the shadow cast by Jaeha’s thick eyelashes.

Jaeha was visibly trembling. Eunhong could feel both their hearts racing through their touching fingertips, and he didn’t know what to do. Hot blood was rushing madly through the veins of his entire body.

Eunhong opened his mouth, suppressing his trembling heart.

“Why, why are you…”

He swallowed the words “so excited” that had risen to the tip of his tongue. Somehow, it felt like he shouldn’t say that. Eunhong was more flustered by Jaeha’s disheveled face. This unfamiliar side of Lee Jaeha made his heart race. Eunhong tried to calm himself by taking deep breaths.

“…”

“…How is it? Is this too hard to endure even for friends?”

With a somewhat sneering tone, Jaeha touched Eunhong without hesitation, unlike before. He had always been careful even when touching fingertips, but now his hand reached up to Eunhong’s thigh as if the brakes were broken.

“…”

“…”

Eunhong’s gaze wandered aimlessly. Meanwhile, the hand touching him was so hot that he was acutely aware of the body temperature. The rough breathing and trembling gaze were too blatant.

What filled Eunhong’s mind the most was bewilderment and intense curiosity.

Since when had Lee Jaeha harbored these feelings?

If the recent kiss was like a typhoon sweeping through his mind, the questions he held were like a hurricane, throwing his thoughts into disarray. Unless he was a fool, he couldn’t have felt nothing from that kiss. It was clear that Lee Jaeha had feelings beyond friendship for him. He frantically tried to recall the past years, searching for any signs, but he couldn’t find any.

Even more unbelievable was his own body’s reaction, accepting it without any discomfort or awkwardness. He heated up easily at Jaeha’s skinship and responded automatically as if he had no will of his own. The saliva that had gone down his throat was even sweet.

Suddenly, he realized how bright the surroundings were. As his senses returned somewhat, he remembered they were inside a convenience store. Eunhong turned his gaze. The part-time worker at the convenience store was staring at them with eyes so wide they looked like they might fall out, and their eyes met with Eunhong’s. The worker hurriedly turned away, twisting their body and even spilling something. A loud crashing sound drew attention.

Only then did Jaeha raise his head and look at Eunhong. Each glance scrutinizing his expression was filled with such tender emotion that it was palpable. His trembling dark eyes looked like those of an abandoned puppy, causing Eunhong to slightly relax his expression.

Taking this as a sign of permission, Jaeha leaned his upper body forward, burying his nose in Eunhong’s neck. His arms tightened around Eunhong. Eunhong, feeling dazed, passively offered his body. Jaeha let out a groaning sound at this submissiveness.

“Ah… What should I do?”

“What?”

“It’s better than I imagined.”

“Wh-what, don’t say strange things.”

“You taste good.”