RACA 77

The vibration made Eunsol flinch and pull his body back. Jaebeom wanted to ignore it, but the mood was already broken, and he couldn’t push it any further.

He frowned as he stepped back, and Eunsol let out a breath of relief.

‘This is bad.’

Lately, he had really started to feel that things were getting dangerous. Whenever there was even the slightest chance, he kept ending up kissing Jaebeom, and that always led to something hot and embarrassing.

He was pregnant, so it didn’t often go as far as full penetration, but the sticky and sweet contact that made his whole body melt left him flustered.

It was the same pattern as when he had spent an entire week sleeping with Pyo Jaebeom, the gang boss, every day under the excuse that he needed to get pregnant.

‘Even if trait bearers are supposed to be weak to pleasure, this is too much….’

They weren’t in heat or rut cycles, yet Jaebeom kept wanting him all the time. One reason he had planned to visit the hospital today was to ask the doctor about that.

He turned his head and looked outside. The sky was still full of black clouds, and heavy rain was pouring down beneath them.

When he looked back, Jaebeom was furrowing his brows, his face showing annoyance. He had looked like that for a while.

“I really don’t care about birthdays. Ha, what does it matter what the chairman does or doesn’t do? What’s that got to do with me?”

But once Eunsol heard that, he couldn’t ignore it.

“Wait a second.”

He suddenly interrupted him, and Jaebeom turned to him with a confused look.

“Your birthday? Now that I think about it…”

As his fan, Eunsol knew Jaebeom’s birthday by heart, and his eyes widened. He quickly took his phone screen and checked the date.

“It’s today.”

How could he have completely forgotten? Eunsol murmured blankly. Things had been chaotic lately, but even when he was busy, he had never once forgotten Jaebeom’s birthday. He had always visited the fan community every year without fail.

The fact that he hadn’t even thought of it when the man himself was right next to him was shocking. Maybe it was lucky he remembered before the day ended.

“I’m hanging up. This is more important.”

Seeing Eunsol’s face changing by the second, Jaebeom ended the call himself. The voice on the other end still came through, but he didn’t listen.

“Why are you making that face?”

“How could I forget your birthday? That’s never happened before…”

“What’s the big deal. You wouldn’t have known anyway. I never cared about that stuff.”

“What do you mean you didn’t care? You always took the gifts fans sent and even posted proof.”

That took effort. Jaebeom never once forgot to post on social media and in the fan community to thank his fans, and they always appreciated it.

An actor of Pyo Jaebeom’s level didn’t need to go that far, but he was so consistent and made efforts that even the media mentioned it.

“I only did that because the company made me. I didn’t set it up myself. The manager handled everything, and I just took the proof photo at the end.”

But Jaebeom’s face was calm.

“But you were the one who took the time and made sure it got done. But the fact that I almost let your birthday pass without realizing it…”

Jaebeom watched Eunsol hold his face in both hands, groaning in guilt, and tilted his head.

“But how do you even know that I posted the proof for my fans?”

“Ah, that’s…”

Eunsol couldn’t bring himself to admit that he had joined the fan community. His eyes rolled around nervously instead. But that was all the answer Jaebeom needed.

When Eunsol saw him grin, he realized his thoughts had been read and buried his face in his palms.

“When did you join? Hm? So you were my fan?”

“Don’t ask that. It’s embarrassing.”

Something warm touched the back of his hand. He flinched but didn’t pull away. His hand was gently pulled down from his face.

“Why are you embarrassed?”

“Because it’s obvious I was secretly a fan.”

“Oh, so you were a fan?”

Eunsol bit his lower lip when he realized that the more he talked, the deeper he was digging himself.

“Ah…!”

Then Eunsol suddenly felt something soft and moist touch him, and he lifted his head in surprise. Jaebeom’s tongue was right in front of him.

The moment he realized Jaebeom had licked his lower lip, heat rushed up from his earlobes. Before he could react, Jaebeom’s tongue slipped through his lips again.

“Hhhngh, mmph!”

Their mouths met and rubbed together, and it didn’t take long before their tongues tangled. Eunsol closed his eyes and held Jaebeom’s shoulders.

“Mmm, nn…”

Their angle shifted changed and as they sucked and bit and rubbed at each other’s mouths. Eunsol’s body was pushed back little by little.

Thunk.

His back hit something cool and solid.

Tap. Tap-tap.

A noise brushed his ears. He realized it was rain only when he felt the damp slickness pressing against the glass behind him.

Bzzzt. Bzzzt. Bzzzzt.

The phone buzzed again somewhere nearby. But Eunsol didn’t move. Or rather, he couldn’t. He was trapped between Jaebeom and the glass wall.

“Hah, w-wait…”

He tried to tell him to answer the call during the brief second their lips separated, but before he could finish, Jaebeom’s mouth covered his again.

“…!”

At the same time, long arms slid under his knees, and his body was lifted into the air. Eunsol’s eyes widened. His hands on Jaebeom’s shoulders tightened until his fingertips turned white.

Jaebeom made him wrap his legs around his waist and pressed their bodies closer together. Like a butterfly pinned in place, Eunsol couldn’t move at all. He could only leave himself to Jaebeom’s hold.

“Hhha, haah, ah, p-put me down, haah, come on, mmph…!”

How could someone lift another person this easily, like a sheet of paper!

Even the complaint was swallowed by another kiss. The heavy scent of an alpha’s pheromones spread around them, and Eunsol’s head started to grow hazy.

If it continued like this, he would lose control again. Feeling alarmed, Eunsol tapped Jaebeom’s back with his heel.

But because of their position, it barely had any effect. Jaebeom stayed where he was, still tasting Eunsol’s mouth while giving smacking his ass in return.

It almost felt like an answer, but what each of them wanted was completely different.

“Haa, ah, hhah, mmm…”

After countless deep kisses, even when Eunsol finally got a bit of space, his breathing was ragged.

His lips were slick, and from the small gap between them, damp breaths escaped. Jaebeom, who couldn’t tear his eyes away from those soft, ripe lips, whispered.

“Let’s move somewhere else.”

His voice was rough. There was no need to ask where they were going. Still held in Jaebeom’s arms, Eunsol was carried straight to his room.

“I’m not done talking yet.”

“We’ll finish after the urgent part.”

What could possibly be more urgent than his birthday? Eunsol was about to ask, but when something thick and solid pressed against the curve of his hips, he closed his mouth.

It rubbed deliberately, showing exactly what he wanted, and there was no way to pretend not to notice.

“I’m not the only one like this, right?”

And he wasn’t wrong. When their mouths had been locked together earlier, Eunsol’s body had already started to react.

Not only that, but now he could feel how wet he had become, as if his body had already accepted what would happen next.

“No?”

Even while asking, Jaebeom pressed quick kisses against his lips, and that was unfair. Eunsol’s flushed face grew redder.

The skin around his eyes turned hot, and the prickling sensation spread through his whole body like fine fur brushing over his skin. It felt like Jaebeom was pouring everything he had into those kisses.

A moment later, they crossed the doorway. The phone that had fallen to the floor kept vibrating nonstop, pleading to be answered, but both had long forgotten it.

Jaebeom’s long leg pushed the door shut, and the sealed room filled instantly with the thick scent of an alpha’s pheromones, heavy with anticipation for what was about to come.

With each step toward the bed, another piece of clothing fell away from their bodies. By the time they reached their destination, there was nothing left to hide between them.

“Can I keep going?”

Jaebeom laid Eunsol carefully on the bed and pressed his lips to his shoulders, his arms, the inside of his wrists, the backs of his hands, the tips of his fingers. His eyes lifted slowly, full of both desire and invitation. They had already come too far to turn back.

Eunsol ran his tongue across his lower lip. The alpha’s gaze deepened as he looked down at the sheen of Eunsol’s skin. Then the smooth legs opened.

“Do it.”