OMF 15

“Why….”

The words that slipped out from between his gaping mouth were so quiet they could barely be heard. The sight of Taegwon gripping and stroking his own cock was excessively stimulating. His face heated up under the gaze looking down at him. It felt like blood was gathering again in the sex organ that had just ejaculated. He could feel the hole that Taegwon had touched becoming wet from the inside.

His breathing quickened with arousal, and at the same time, he felt confused. Why was he not putting it inside him…. Suddenly, fear gripped him that perhaps his body had become undesirable. But the gaze looking down at him was so hot it seemed to burn, so that could not be it. Taegwon, staring fixedly at the eyes shaking with confusion, suddenly furrowed his brows.

“Haa….”

From the tip of the long, thick cock, opaque semen burst out.

Seowoo, now cleanly washed, was carried in Taegwon’s arms and moved. A large towel was draped over the dry body sitting on the bed. Taegwon roughly wiped the wet body. Taegwon, who had virtually no experience taking care of something small and delicate, did so in a very clumsy and rough manner. When he tousled the wet hair with the towel, Seowoo, losing his balance, wobbled. As he caught the body that seemed about to topple sideways, Seowoo, covered entirely in the white towel, peeked his eyes out.

“I can, uh…. I can do it myself….”

Taegwon, quietly looking down at the large eyes that seemed like the round pupils would roll out and fall at any moment, let go of the towel in his hand. Seowoo, hesitating, began pressing and drying his wet hair with the towel. His hand movements became endlessly awkward because he was conscious of Taegwon standing in front of him. Taegwon, looking down at Seowoo fiddling with his hair with a flushed face, turned his back and entered the bathroom. The puzzlement lasted only a moment; not long after, Taegwon reappeared with a hairdryer in hand.

“Uh….”

Taegwon, who had plugged in the cord, pulled away the towel covering Seowoo’s head. Soon, warm air began tickling the damp hair strands. A large hand swept through the hair strands here and there, drying them meticulously. As the thick fingers brushed against his face and ears, red hand marks quickly appeared on the pale face. The rough touch was uncomfortable and even painful, but Seowoo sat obediently, entrusting his head, merely wiggling his toes with a flushed face.

It was his foot that was injured, not his hands. And the wound on his foot did not seem that serious, yet Taegwon seemed to be under a big misunderstanding. He could dry his own hair, but Seowoo kept his mouth firmly shut. He wanted to feel Taegwon’s touch even a little more.

It was the first time someone had washed him, wiped his body, and dried his hair personally. It would never happen, but he wondered if being loved by someone felt like this, and his heart floated up for no reason. Seowoo hoped in his mind that this moment would last a long time because his hair was not dry yet.

Soon, the noisy hum of the hairdryer by his ears stopped. His lips pouted for some reason, feeling regretful. But he knew he had no right to feel regretful over something like this. Seowoo bowed his head toward Taegwon.

“Thank you.”

“For what.”

“Pardon? Uh…. For washing me, and drying my hair…. And for letting me eat too.”

Seowoo continued with rambling, incoherent words. Taegwon slightly furrowed his brows at the part where he said he was thankful for being allowed to eat.

“And…. for holding me again….”

The last words were so small they could not be heard. Taegwon immediately understood the words whispered in a voice that sank like a soliloquy. It was ambiguous whether he was thankful for carrying him because he could not move due to the injured foot, or simply for being held in his arms. But Taegwon could tell the meaning without asking. The face flushed red transparently revealed the emotions he could not hide.

“Uh…. Then, now….”

Seowoo, fumbling, pulled away the towel wrapping his body. His fluffy, dried white body was revealed. Seowoo sat quietly, gauging Taegwon’s reaction, waiting for his decision. Obedience was evident in that he would follow whatever Taegwon did.

Seowoo always had relations with the alphas in his own room. He had never thought about the reason, but perhaps it was because they did not want to give him a private space of their own. Or maybe they did not like their own beds getting dirty, so they only had sex in Seowoo’s room. Seowoo, having reached a reasonable conclusion in his mind, nodded his head slightly.

When he first entered Taegwon’s room, he had gone straight to the bathroom without a chance to look around properly. In fact, he had expected it to be enormously large, but it was not much different from his own room, so he was inwardly surprised. He wanted to look around more, but there would be no opportunity. The reason Taegwon had washed him like this was probably because he did not want to hold a dirty body. Even with his foot injured, he should have washed clean and been ready to receive the alpha at any time…. It was all his own fault. He had been lazy and caused trouble for Taegwon.

Seowoo’s reason for existence was solely sex. More precisely, to hold semen and impregnate the alpha. Therefore, the reason Taegwon was doing this much for him was undoubtedly for sex. It was an utterly reasonable inference.

Unable to find an answer as to whether he should spread his legs and lie down on Taegwon’s bed like this, or move to his own room, Seowoo fidgeted while watching Taegwon’s expression. Looking up at Taegwon with gentle eyes, he hoped he would give instructions quickly.

“Ha….”

A large hand covered the bulging forehead. Taegwon, letting out a low sigh, moved the hand pressed against Seowoo’s forehead to his nape. The nape, faintly marked with handprints, was so slender it seemed it would break if he applied force like this.

What would happen if he snapped this neck like this. Looking at the gentle eyes that said he would follow anything, even he felt an unknown sadistic urge rising.

The skin touching his hand was still hot. Whether from a cold or because of the foot wound, his body temperature was higher than usual. Seeing him obediently ready to spread his legs without even knowing he was sick made a sigh escape naturally. It was commendable as an omega’s mindset, but it could not be helped that he seemed stupid and foolish.

Taegwon brought out the T-shirt he wore to sleep. He put the T-shirt over the head of Seowoo, who was looking up at him with round eyes. Pulling out the slender arms through the sleeves made him look like a child who had stolen and put on his dad’s clothes.

Taegwon, who had taken off his robe and only put on underwear, turned off all the lights except the mood lighting and lay down on the bed. Seowoo, still sitting on one side of the bed, turned his head to look at Taegwon. Was he not going to do it today…. Fear suddenly gripped him that perhaps he had done something wrong. Blaming himself first was a habit like inertia. Seowoo’s biological mother had always pointed to Seowoo as the cause of everything. His existence was always the problem.

Why. Because he had injured his foot and become a nuisance? Because he had not washed and had a dirty body? Because he had eaten too much? Because he had indecently erected his cock and ejaculated in Taegwon’s hand? Because he had seemed too eager? Because he no longer wanted to thrust into his body?

Looking back, it was all his fault. It felt like tears would burst out. Suppressing his quickening breath, he quietly rose from the bed when suddenly his wrist was grabbed.

“Sleep here.”

Taegwon pulled the slender wrist he had grabbed. In an instant, laid down on the bed, Seowoo widened his eyes greatly. He was lying on Taegwon’s bed, next to Taegwon. Soft bedding enveloped his body. It felt like he was surrounded by Taegwon’s scent.

At first, he thought it was to have sex. Even as he waited obediently, Taegwon only lay there breathing evenly. Slightly turning his rigidly tense face, he saw the handsome face lying straight with eyes closed. Was it really just to sleep…. Even in the midst of confusion, he could not tear his eyes away from the handsome face.

Seowoo, clasping his two hands together over his trembling chest, blankly stared at the sleeping Taegwon for a long time. The noble forehead, the straight high nose bridge, the thick eyebrows, the sharp jawline. Looking at him made greed keep rising. Seowoo carefully turned his body sideways so as not to wake Taegwon. He felt like he would become intoxicated by Taegwon’s scent.

The alphas came to Seowoo’s room when they wanted and sprayed semen before leaving. When busy with work, they would call him to the company, and sometimes, like with Taeseong, they would call him to places where they were with friends.

In any case, Seowoo’s role was exactly that much. There was no washing together before or after sex, or sleeping in the same bed. Seowoo did not even know about such ordinary relationships. Even left alone covered in semen, he did not feel sad or resentful. In Seowoo’s world, that was the natural order.

But lying next to Taegwon made greed keep rising. He wanted to be held in those arms. He wanted to press his lips to the seemingly soft lips. He hoped this gift-like day of washing together and sleeping together would become everyday, not a pipe dream.

Seowoo pressed his chest hard, fearing the pounding heartbeat would be heard. As he slowly raised his body, the blanket rustled. Startled and freezing at the small sound, Seowoo moved his body again slowly. Taegwon’s breath tickled his face. His whole body trembled, but he did not stop. Looking at the sleeping Taegwon with closed eyes, he closed his own eyes too. Finally, their lips touched.

Seowoo did not even know what a kiss was. Even just pressing their lips together made his whole body tingle. He recalled the sight last time of Taegang and his omega father kissing. Red tongues had gone in and out of each other’s mouths, making slick sounds…. He did not have the courage to do that to the sleeping Taegwon. Seowoo slowly moved his face left and right. The touching lips rubbed, interlocking more deeply. His chest felt ticklish. Unable to hold his breath any longer, he suddenly lifted his head.

Taegwon’s lips were not as plump or soft as his own. Nevertheless, it felt like his whole body was floating softly on clouds. It was a very short moment, but the ticklish sensation left on his lips did not fade. Turning sideways toward Taegwon again, Seowoo idly fiddled with only his own lips.

Sleep did not seem to come.

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In the early dawn when outside the window was still dim, Taegwon opened his eyes. It was the usual time. Waking up precisely at the same time without an alarm, Taegwon organized the day’s schedule in his head. Alphas, born with good stamina, were not greatly constrained by sleep time. Taegwon started every day early in the morning with exercise. Otherwise, it was hard to handle the overflowing alpha energy.

As Taegwon tried to get up from the bed, he turned his head at the fluffy sensation tickling his arm. Seowoo, curled up roundly, was sleeping while breathing evenly. Only then did he recall that he had let Seowoo sleep on his bed last night. Taegwon looked down at the soundly sleeping Seowoo’s face.

Feeding Seowoo and washing him personally did not hold much meaning. He was not so insensitive as to ignore the news that he had badly injured his foot and was lying down. It was not that he was worried or pitied Seowoo. He had just done what he should as an alpha. Taegwon, in his own way, wanted to fulfill the alpha’s duties toward Seowoo. In any case, Seowoo was the omega who would bear his child, and he knew that what an omega needed most was the alpha’s attention. Taegwon wanted to do at least the minimum duty.

He had taken the child who had not eaten because of his injured foot, fed him food, and washed him because he seemed unable to wash himself. From the first time he held him in his arms, he had felt the high body temperature and had not touched him beyond taking his temperature. Perhaps the child had expected more than that. But leaving the child with an uncomfortable foot and fever alone to sleep could lead to serious illness, which would be troublesome.

Seowoo was a body that had to receive the alphas several times a day. Even if he himself did not mind, his younger brothers were not the type to leave Seowoo alone if he was sick. It was better to manage his condition. So he had let Seowoo sleep on his bed. There was no other intention.

Taking care of Seowoo, who obediently followed as he led, was more enjoyable than expected. Washing, wiping, and putting the small body to sleep made him wonder if this was how it felt to have a child. Since Seowoo was twelve years younger than him, it was natural to feel more like a child than a younger brother. He had not even had the awareness of him as a younger brother to begin with.

It was true that, unlike at first, Seowoo was increasingly on his mind. The once unimpressive body was awakening to color and drawing his eyes. Interest arose in the heart transparently revealed. Perhaps because he had grown up without love, Seowoo craved love with his whole body. He might think he was hiding it, but to Taegwon’s eyes, everything was clearly visible.

Unfortunately, he could not give Seowoo the feelings he wanted. It was not Seowoo’s fault, but even if he blamed himself, there was no mind to correct his thoughts. To Taegwon, Seowoo was exactly that much.

“Ung….”

Seowoo tossed and turned, sticking close to Taegwon’s side. The sighing breaths echoed in his ear. Compared to the dangerously thin body, the baby fat had not melted away, so the plump cheeks pressed against the bed, making his lips protrude. Looking at the face sucking on the lower lip and breathing sighingly made Seowoo’s age feel real. The problem was that he looked much younger than his actual age. The faint pheromone scent was sweet like unripe fruit.

Through the gap in the large T-shirt, the dry body was fully exposed. Taegwon’s gaze blurred as it passed the slender nape faintly marked with traces and the prominent collarbones, going downward. Because he was lying sideways, the white chest formed a bulging mound. It was a soft body where one could tell the tender flesh just by looking. Taegwon pulled away the blanket covering up to Seowoo’s waist. Taegwon’s T-shirt barely covered the dry body.

“Hnng….”

Seowoo, who had been breathing evenly, tossed slightly. Turning from lying sideways to lying on his back, the space between his dry legs spread open. Taegwon quietly grasped Seowoo’s ankle. It was an ankle so slender he wondered how he walked around. Moving his hand to caress the white foot and calf without a single callus, Seowoo still did not wake. Taegwon’s gaze moved.

From between the plump lips exhaling puff puff breaths, a sweet scent seemed to waft. He scanned in order the round forehead, the perky nose bridge, the plump cheeks, the long and neat eyelashes. Although they shared only half the genes as half-brothers, in the face sleeping soundly without knowing anything, one could find traces of himself, his younger brothers, and his father.

It could not be said to be identical because one was alpha and the other omega, but anyone could easily notice they were family. Taegwon examined Seowoo’s face more closely, finding similarities with himself. The thick black hair, the dense eyebrows, the thick earlobes all resembled him. And Taegwon was aroused by his younger brother who resembled him.

A large hand unhesitatingly pulled up the shirt covering up to the thighs. As the clothes covering the body were pulled up to the collarbones, a nearly naked body was revealed in an instant. Taegwon positioned himself between the slender legs sprawled loosely. He felt a deep satisfaction that the space between this half omega’s dry legs was where he should be. Hooking his knee over Seowoo’s leg to spread it wide revealed a hole that, unlike ordinary omegas, was dry as could be.

For a normal omega, even in an unconscious state, the hole would have become slick under the influence of the alpha’s pheromones. But the defective omega’s hole, which did not wet well even during relations, was merely closed tightly without any moisture. Perhaps because there had been no insertion sex last night, the always swollen hole had returned to its original state.

Taegwon leisurely appreciated the narrow crevice and the soft flesh surrounding it, the bulging perineum, the pelvic bones protruding as the legs spread. The flat stomach rose and fell regularly. Placing his hand on it, the soft skin conveyed warm heat. It was a stomach that would one day hold his child. Taegwon gently stroked the dry stomach.

Raising his gaze, he saw the chest full of red congestion. Traces were mottled around the plump nipples. Even though they were not marks he had left, he did not feel bad or possessive. The traces of others left on Seowoo’s body instead served as a good stimulant to heighten his arousal.

To alphas, omegas were such existences. Not cherished possessions to own and treasure alone, but mere tools.

The massive body slowly covered Seowoo’s upper body. Grasping the neatly placed arm and lifting it as if in a V-shape revealed the pale armpit. The armpit without a single strand of hair looked soft and fluffy. Taegwon, propping his arm beside the dry body and lowering his upper body, brought his head to Seowoo’s armpit. Burying his nose and slowly inhaling, the unripe sweet scent seeped deep into his lungs. Taegwon rubbed the tip of his nose in the armpit, smelling the fresh omega’s body scent. It was an addictive smell. He stuck out his tongue and licked up the soft flesh long. Even in sleep, perhaps ticklish, Seowoo twitched briefly.