AOA 29

“Your pheromones don’t work on me, so back the hell off.”

“What the hell did you just say?”

The man finally came to his senses and tried to stand up. I kicked his shin again, making him collapse back down.

“You think I’ll let this slide? Do you even know who I am, you little punk?!”

He started yelling, but just then, the door opened again. Baek Mugyeong appeared, holding my coat.

The man, awkwardly getting to his feet, recognized him.

“D-Director Baek?”

“What business do you have with my spouse?”

“S-Spouse…”

The man looked back and forth between Baek Mugyeong and me, his face going pale even under the warm orange lights. He was probably someone involved with Baek Mugyeong in a work capacity.

“Please leave.”

“Ah… y-yes. I’ll get going. I’m so sorry.”

He stammered an apology, bowed quickly to Baek Mugyeong, and scurried away. Baek Mugyeong let out an obvious sigh and held out the coat.

“I brought your clothes.”

“Thank you.”

I hurried to put it on. The long hem helped cover the bulge in my lower half.

“Let’s go.”

“Together?”

Only now did I notice Baek Mugyeong was also wearing a coat.

“I already said goodbye to the Chairman. I told the driver to go home. We can just head down to the underground parking.”

“Ah… okay.”

He was the reason I was in this state, but hearing that he’d come along with me made me feel a bit more at ease. Since the driver had already left, if anything happened, the only one who’d witness my disgrace would be Baek Mugyeong.

I hunched over and made my way to the elevator. Thankfully, no one else got in as we descended to the basement.

My head was a mess. I could accept that I’d reacted to Baek Mugyeong’s pheromones, omegas were supposed to react to alphas.

But for it to last this long without calming down… wasn’t that a bad sign? Normally, just reciting multiplication tables a few times would do the trick.

Still, it wasn’t too bad, so I figured I could hold out until I got home. If there was no traffic, we could be there in 20 minutes. The moment I got in, I’d dash straight to the bathroom.

Even after getting in the car, I couldn’t straighten my back. Sitting in the passenger seat didn’t help.

After buckling my seatbelt, Baek Mugyeong started the engine. I pressed my head against the window and started mentally singing the national anthem.

Roses of Sharon across three thousand ri¹만리화가 피었습니다, Manlihwaga Pieotsseumnida) is a South Korean nationalist novel written by Kim Jin-myung (김진명) and first published in 1993. “Roses of Sharon” refers to Mugunghwa (무궁화), South Korea’s national flower, symbolizing resilience and endurance.. Calm down. Calm down.

But maybe it was because Baek Mugyeong was right next to me, my body only grew more tense. I felt like I was going to lose my mind.

At the very least, I had to hold out until we got home. Even if we had slept together before, I absolutely didn’t want him to see me get hard, and worse, come, just from pheromones.

“You’re just unlucky.”

“…What is?”

I was too focused between my legs and responded late. I glanced sideways at Baek Mugyeong.

“I didn’t expect you to react this sensitively.”

“Well…”

I hadn’t expected it either. Neither Lee Jeongwook nor Baek Yeongseop, nor even that alpha on the terrace stairs, had affected me. But Baek Mugyeong’s pheromones alone made my body burn up. I felt like some kind of pervert.

The conversation stalled. Just then, the car pulled over to a small park on the side of the road.

It was a street lined with office buildings. It was a Saturday night, and there wasn’t a soul on the sidewalk between the park and the buildings. Only the convenience store at the corner was lit up.

Was Baek Mugyeong going to the store?

“Jeong Minchae.”

“Yes?”

“When you get hard from pheromones, you can’t climax on your own.”

“…What do you mean by that?”

Suddenly, Baek Mugyeong’s pheromones filled the car interior. As soon as I became aware of it, my body reacted.

The spine-tingling sensation crawling up my back made my genitals grow to the point of pain. I could feel my underwear getting wet in real-time as it touched the tip of my genitals.

“Crazy..”

At this rate, it seemed like I would cum without even lifting a finger. Cursing under my breath, I unbuckled my seatbelt and was about to jump out of the car, but Baek Mugyeong quickly grabbed my hand and stopped me.

“Let go!”

“Just do it.”

“Say something that makes sense, ugh.”

I reacted while we were briefly bickering. Just being held by Baek Mugyeong’s hand was electrifying.

Baek Mugyeong’s pheromone scent was becoming more and more intense. It felt like being stuck in a sticky chocolate swamp.

“Let go!”

I grabbed Baek Mugyeong’s arm with my other hand and tried to pull it off. But he didn’t budge an inch.

Damn it, you bastard. What did you eat to get this strong?

In the meantime, my body was honestly reacting. Even without any special stimulation, my mind was about to melt away just from the pheromones.

“Crazy bastard!”

“Close your eyes.”

Even though the curse words finally came out, Baek Mugyeong did not get angry. Instead, he said something nonsensical. It was practically an order.

It was a dilemma. I glared at Baek Mugyeong while gritting my teeth, but eventually closed my eyes tightly. My heated eyes felt like they were about to burst into tears.

Thump, thump, the sound of my heartbeat echoed in my ears, and I vividly felt what Baek Mugyeong was doing. He opened the front of my coat, unbuckled my belt, undid my pants buttons, unhooked them, and lowered the zipper. As he grabbed the elastic band of my underwear and pulled it down, my penis sprang out.

When Baek Mugyeong tightly grabbed it with his hand, it jumped up like a fish just caught. Even though my mouth was tightly closed, lewd sounds escaped.

“Ugh…”

It was the first time my cock had been touched by someone else’s hand with a clear mind. It was more stimulating now than when I had sex with Baek Mugyeong after manifesting as an Omega.

Aside from my head and waist melting like ice cream, I wished the world would just end. I wanted to grab someone and demand why something like this was happening to me.

But even that foolish thought didn’t last long. My mind flashed as if lightning had struck a clear sky. Shame and embarrassment were swept away by overwhelming pleasure.

A little more. More.

The sensation of someone else’s large, hot hand gripping and stroking my genitals couldn’t simply be described as pleasurable. It felt so intensely good that my body craved even stronger stimulation.

The cry for more intensity rose to the tip of my throat. I barely held onto the thin thread of my sanity and bit my lip hard enough to draw blood. My hand, still held by Baek Mugyeong, was gripping tightly with immense force.

“Hhk. Uh. Hh. Uhhk.”

No matter how much I bit my lips, I couldn’t stop the moan from escaping my throat. The pounding of my heart, my breath, and the moan all mixed together, making my head spin.

“Huff. Ugh…”

At the end of a moment that felt like it would last forever, the climax approached. My waist involuntarily jerked, and I trembled, almost clinging to Baek Mugyeong’s arm.

The heat that had risen to my head slowly dissipated, and my reason returned. Almost simultaneously, I realised how ridiculous I must look right now. I couldn’t even unbuckle my seatbelt, and I ended up ejaculating into Baek Mugyeong’s hand.

I was so embarrassed that I couldn’t even bring myself to open my eyes. In the meantime, I heard the sound of movement as Baek Mugyeong, who had removed his hand from my cock, rustled around. He wiped my genitals with something, put on my underwear and pants in order, and even fastened my belt.

“It’s all done.”

Finally, I felt Baek Mugyeong step back after straightening out the hem of my clothes. Only then did I open my eyes slightly.

The clothes, which must have been a total mess, were now neat and tidy. Baek Mugyeong, too, wore a calm expression, as if nothing had happened.

Only my face, reflected in the front windshield, was flushed red. The chilling sensitivity had subsided, but in contrast, my mind was in complete disarray. The lingering scent of Baek Mugyeong’s pheromones clung to me, constantly dragging back memories of just moments ago. Shame came crashing in like a tidal wave.

I really wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear.

I hurriedly unfastened my seatbelt. Whether Baek Mugyeong looked at me or not, I opened the door and got out without hesitation.

“Jeong Minchae?”

“I’ll take a taxi back.”

“There’s no need for that.”

“There is for me. Right now, I just… can’t bear to see your face. Ha… take care.”

I gave a short bow and slammed the passenger door shut. I heard Baek Mugyeong saying something behind me, but I didn’t look back and just took off running toward the other side of the park.

Thankfully, he didn’t follow. I ran for a while before stopping in place, gulping down the cold, refreshing night air.

Only after escaping Baek Mugyeong’s pheromones did I finally feel like I could breathe again.

“Aaaargh!”

I screamed, rubbing my face hard with both hands. Among all the research I’d done on secondary genders, there had been something about Omegas being helpless against Alpha pheromones. Now I finally understood what that meant.

Even when I manifested as an Omega and had sex with Baek Mugyeong, I hadn’t experienced this. My whole body craved his pheromones and stimulation.

Changing the future to escape drug side effects had caused a massive butterfly effect. I manifested as an Omega two years early, and now, this had happened.

Getting an erection from pheromones? Why couldn’t I just cum already?! And how the hell did he know that?! Even if we’ve had sex, does he seriously want to touch another guy’s dick?!

I wanted to grab Baek Mugyeong, who wasn’t even here, and demand an answer.

“Seriously… I hope the whole world just goes to hell.”

Feeling utterly miserable, I wiped my face again with dry hands. No matter how many times I muttered curses, the world wasn’t going to end.

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  만리화가 피었습니다, Manlihwaga Pieotsseumnida) is a South Korean nationalist novel written by Kim Jin-myung (김진명) and first published in 1993. “Roses of Sharon” refers to Mugunghwa (무궁화), South Korea’s national flower, symbolizing resilience and endurance.