From the airport to home, a route that usually didn’t feel long felt unusually far that day. Out of habit I was handling work, but my head was filled with nothing else. Even when Secretary Park recited the revised schedule, it went in one ear and out the other.

So when we reached the garage, I opened the back door myself and headed inside. A pointless sense of stifling made me let out a short breath and stride quickly. I took the elevator up, and the household staff told me that Jung Sejin still hadn’t gone in to work and was holed up in his room.

“......Shall I call him out?”

Instead of saying that wasn’t necessary, I passed by and headed for the stairs. It wasn’t late yet, but ordinarily it would be about time for him to come down to the first floor to eat. Was he still sick, or if not that, just oversleeping? Either way, I felt like I wouldn’t be satisfied unless I saw it with my own eyes.

But the moment I reached the second floor and stopped in front of the door, I frowned at a tension I couldn’t quite place. It had only brushed me faintly, but the instant my hand closed on the knob, a familiar floral scent grazed the tip of my nose. Bright and fragrant pheromones I’d already felt once before.

I opened the door slowly. Click—through the crack, the pheromones were so thick you could hardly breathe. One step, and then another. As I stepped inside, a voice came that sounded like it might break at any moment.

“Mr. Kim......?”

Ah. So that’s who he’s shacked up with.

My head was perfectly cool. Unlike last time when it felt like my reason might fly off at any moment, this time I could judge rationally. I could even tell from the click of my tongue that Jung Sejin held his breath.

“Looks like you sleep with the secretary, too.”

“......”

Only after I came closer did he slowly stick his head out from under the covers. I’d thought it last time as well: for a body already running a fever, I didn’t know why he was wrapping himself up so tightly. His sweat-damp hair and the flushed skin around his eyes looked similar to the face I’d seen before.

“You said you had a cold......”

So it wasn’t an illness but a heat cycle. No, he probably did have a feverish cold, so he might have been laid up since around last evening. Thinking that way, I could understand skipping meals and shutting himself in.

“......Can’t you even keep your pheromones in check?”

“Huht...... That’s not something I can do at will......”

His groaning voice sounded racked with pain. I deliberately let out a little pheromone, and the twisted expression went hazy. Usually his gaze was only dry, but now it was flushed, drunk on rapture.

“Mm.......”

As if entranced by something, he reached toward me with a desperate hand. I also had a special trait, so I knew well what kind of effect the opposite trait’s pheromones had when a cycle came around. Knowing that, I poured pheromones over him and, like observing, looked closely at his face. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

“Please...... pheromones...... please......”

The instant our eyes met, a dull ache squeezed low in my belly. No—“met” was probably only my thought. Jung Sejin only blinked faintly and stared at the air. Each time he closed and opened his eyes, his long lashes grew soaked.

Not avoiding the outstretched hand was a simple impulse. When he rubbed his lips against my palm, a laugh escaped me at a senseless satisfaction.

“Heh, you like that......”

After treating me like a ghost, now he was begging for help like he couldn’t stand it. I couldn’t see well under the blanket, but it was obvious what was happening in there. Knowing all too well that messy situation below the waist, ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) I even felt a kind of superiority.

“You flirt so naturally.”

I wondered how many people he’d seduced like this. Drawing out his tongue to wrap my finger looked like nothing but blatant temptation. At the feel of his lips puckering to suck, I had to press down hard on his lower jaw to keep from losing my own reason.

“Jung Sejin.”

“Huu.......”

“Do you want to sleep with me?”

He nodded hard and licked my finger. Forcing myself to act rational, telling myself there was nothing in it for me, even as my vision blurred in the bright bloom of his pheromones. The inside of his mouth, nibbling steadily at my finger, was excessively hot and excessively provocative.

“So what you’re after is just being chewed on......”

I wasn’t going to get him pregnant, and he wasn’t going to get anything from this sex either. Knowing that and still reaching out his hand—if that was the case, I was willing to go along to some extent.

So instead of pulling my hand back, I undid my buckle and brought it to his lips. I tapped his mouth with a half-hard sex and spoke, deliberately mean.

“Use your mouth. If you do it well, I’ll put it in.”

“......”

After all that begging, he hesitated for a moment. He breathed raggedly and blinked slowly. His lips brushed for an instant and were so absurdly soft that I felt the thirst on my side instead.

“Hurry.”

But the moment his mouth opened, I felt irritated for some reason. No matter how much your reason flies away, taking another’s sex into your mouth isn’t easy. Had someone, like me, shoved it in his mouth before? At the same time I thought that, a hot, wet tongue lightly rubbed the tip.

“......Hff!”

It felt like the thread of reason snapped. I hadn’t meant to, but when I came to, I’d already forced it into his mouth. He’d so boldly taken the head, and then as soon as his mouth was full, he couldn’t even breathe properly.

“Looks like you haven’t taken it in your mouth before.”

“......Hf.”

The reflexive motion of pulling his head back told me he wasn’t used to this. He gagged and heaved, looking like he might retch any second. In the instant a thin strip of reason returned to me, I realized I was gripping his small head like I might crush it.

“Let’s stop.”

Fuck, what the hell am I doing.

I felt like my head was getting stranger by the moment. Being swayed by some senseless emotion was annoying, and the fact that it was over some omega like this made me burn. Whether he was in heat or not, I could just ignore it and leave. I didn’t know why I’d shoved it into his mouth out of nowhere.

“......Below, huht.......”

“......”

“I can take it.......”

It felt like something burst inside. I could hear a ringing in my ears, and my throat felt like it was burning as if I’d swallowed fire. Even as I threw off the duvet and pinned him to the bed, a black haze of displeasure washed over my vision.

“How much have you spread your legs around that......”

If he seduced like this, there’s no way he’s never taken it in his mouth. Ten out of ten would have lunged to put it below, not above. I’d been thinking wrong from the start.

“Jung Sejin.”

That call was a kind of warning. His tear-wet eyes didn’t seem to be seeing me. I wanted him to know exactly what he was doing when he came at me.

“You know who I am and you’re doing this.”

“Kwon...... Yido, huht.......”

“And you’re still doing this, now?”

Unexpectedly, he clearly said my name. As if he knew exactly who I was, he reached out and wrapped his arms tight around my neck. As he pressed his body close, that unfamiliar warmth and pheromones felt like they covered me from head to toe.

“......W-wait.”

Mechanically, I flipped him over, and mechanically, I stripped off his pants and underwear. If I wasn’t careful, something meaningless would get mixed in, so I deliberately pressed his back down coldly. What he wanted wasn’t some petty embrace; I felt that other foreplay would be a luxury.

“......!”

The moment I forced it into the narrow hole, even I felt the pressure. His body, not fully opened, had hardened stiff, clenching down below so tightly it was hard to move. Even though he was drenched in slick arousal, this much was all—it was certain that if I had gone in raw, not even half would have made it inside.

“Ah, ah... ah...”

Only after a long while did he finally manage to let out a ragged breath. A moan broke from him as if he were about to snap, his body shuddering like he had been impaled on a spear. When I pressed down hard on his shoulders and snapped my hips, the flesh just above his ass caved in.

“...Ahhk!”

“You begged me... to put it in like this.”

“Ah, ahhht, ngh, ah, no...!”

“If you clench, ngh, like that...”

“...Aghk!”

“I can’t even move.”

It felt like my mind was being swept away into a haze. The pheromones blooming brightly around us aside, the way his insides clenched so tightly left no room for ease, only pleasure. Hot, narrow, and soft—so much that even knowing he was in pain, instinct kept overrunning reason.

“Ahhhuhhh...!”

Skillfully, even while struggling, Jung Sejin kept forcing out pheromones. Whether it was because of the heat cycle, or whether he meant to do it, the fact remained—it felt like I was about to lose my mind.

“...Haaht!”

At some point, he clenched down below so tight it made my head spin. An involuntary groan slipped out of me, and then the strength in that hole melted away softly. That loss left me unsatisfied, so I drove up hard into the same spot again.

“Hhk, uh, hhhk, ah...!”

There was no way not to realize he was feeling it. Just a light touch against the spots he liked, and the way his inner walls tightened was completely different. Even as he twisted as if he couldn’t take it, the broken moans spilling out were packed with a pleasure so sharp it seemed ready to overflow.

“Hhhhk...!”

What cut through that immersion was a vibrating sound from somewhere. The thought of being interrupted made my body react faster than my head. And there, on the phone lying beside the pillow, flashed a name I couldn’t possibly ignore.

“Jung Minjae.”

That clueless little brat dared to interrupt even now. Without hesitation I pressed the call button, and I felt Jung Sejin’s breath catch sharply. Because I had bent down to embrace him from behind, the pounding of his heart thudded against me.

–Hey, Jung Sejin.

What to do? The hesitation lasted only a moment. Jung Sejin shook his head side to side as if begging me not to. The instant I saw that pitiful gesture, a twist of defiance coiled up inside me.

–Where the hell are you, skipping work like this...

“...Haaang!”

Thrust. Roughly, I hit deep inside. The broken moan that spilled out must have been crystal clear through the phone. When he tried to lift his body, I drove harder, pounding up into him with more force.

“Haaht, hh... hhngh...!”

–...

So, what, just going home for a bit wasn’t enough to pacify the little brother? Of course he wouldn’t be able to say anything harsh to a family member who so obviously looked at him with impure eyes. To me, all Jung Sejin could ever manage was an apology, yet in front of a brother who adored him, he always played at being the doting hyung.

Call it selfish if you wanted. Call it a base urge to show off—it didn’t matter. What mattered was engraving into that reckless brat who never knew when to quit that this was a tree he could never climb.

I pushed my fingers deliberately into his mouth so he couldn’t hold back his moans. At first it was only to silence him, but soon enough I was teasing those tender membranes exactly to my taste. I shouldn’t have pulled out when I had put them in earlier—the regret struck too late.

“Hhhuh, hh, uhhngh...”

–...

Jung Minjae let out a frustrated breath, but he didn’t hang up. Absurdly, even in that shallow breathing, there was a faint trace of arousal. The moment I realized it, my mood twisted hard.

“You must have figured out what he’s doing.”

–...

“If you don’t want to hear more, hang up.”

So I pressed Jung Sejin down and cut the call right there. I had no desire to witness that worthless second son jerking off while thinking of a brother who didn’t even share his blood. I should’ve kept it hidden instead of letting him hear—regret flared uselessly after the fact.

“Hhhuhhh...!”

When I pulled my hand away from pressing his tongue, Jung Sejin shook his head like he was about to go insane. Pinning him down, I slowly began to pick up the pace. Because I hadn’t stripped his clothes, I couldn’t see his bare body properly, so halfway through I let my palm sweep down his back.

He was more solidly built than he looked, and thinner than I’d expected. The smooth skin against my hand sparked the urge to lick him just to taste it. I smothered that regret by biting at the back of his neck instead, while Jung Sejin, lost in pleasure, had no idea what was happening to him.

“Ahhk, hhup, more, hh...”

“...Ha, fuck.”

It was nothing short of a beast’s act. I came inside him more than three times, while he drifted in and out of sleep midway through. In the end, with cum spilling out every time I pushed in and out, I had to settle for finishing across his pale thighs and ass instead.

To call it a perfect fit in bed—there was no other way to think of it. Otherwise, how could I have kept pounding into him like a madman, oblivious to the fact that he was bleeding? Only after everything was over did I realize that along with all the other fluids, blood had stained the white sheets.

***

I was aware that I had acted like an animal. Clinging to someone already asleep and gorging myself was something I would never normally do. Maybe I was drunk on his pheromones, or maybe I simply lost my mind for a while. Either way, it hadn’t been rational, and everything only ended a full day later.

I didn’t clean him up afterward. I had neither the tenderness to wipe his body nor the kind of relationship where we would lie side by side, basking in the afterglow. Leaving him there nagged at me, but pulling the blanket over him was the best I could do.

After that, I went straight to the study and finished the rest of my work. I barely slept, but my condition was close to perfect. My body felt good, and with that, my mood lifted; I worked at a pace far quicker than usual.

By the time the urgent fires were put out, quite a bit of time had passed, and I received a call from Secretary Park.

–The head of security has been cleared of all charges.

It was the news that the security team leader, falsely accused of bribery, had finally been released. I ordered him to return, but he refused. Hearing that he was unlikely to be persuaded left me with a sense of regret. I had known all along he was innocent, but because I moved too late, I ended up losing a good talent.

“There’s nothing to be done. Process his resignation and make sure he gets his severance.”

–Yes, Executive Director.

It was the price of rising too high at too young an age. Unable to bear the pressure around him, he ultimately stepped down over a mistake that wasn’t even his. You could call it pitiable, but in unreasonable matters there was rarely any proper solution.

When I hung up, breakfast time had already long since passed. Normally, Jung Sejin would have come down to the first floor and finished eating by now. Then again, wasn’t he also someone who had risen young to a high position?

“Head of Strategic Planning at twenty-nine...”

He seemed like he’d be good at business, and it turned out he wasn’t wrongly judged. Whether it was parachuted in or earned on his own, I couldn’t say. Still, even just from the public’s evaluation, it was clear he was capable.

I finished getting ready for work and went down to the first floor to wait for him. I didn’t have anything in particular to say, but I did want to check if he was in decent condition. A late thought occurred that maybe he wouldn’t even be able to walk, but thankfully he came down to the kitchen before long.

“...Ah.”

The faint sound that escaped him felt awkward. When I turned my eyes to look at him, his gaze wavered sharply for an instant. His hair was slightly damp as if he had washed up, and he looked as though the situation embarrassed him deeply.