TAF Ch 4

As if asking how long he was going to just stare, Chahyun thrust his hips upward. His eyes gleamed with anticipation. Simultaneously, his bobbing penis nudged Yeonwoo’s white cheek.

Yeonwoo glanced at Chahyun’s eyes before opening his lips and taking the tip of his penis into his mouth.

It was so hard and thick that his jaw was already aching.

“Mmm.”

“Do it properly.”

He intended to, even without being told. Otherwise, he’d be tormented all night by Chahyun thrusting inside him.

Yeonwoo opened his mouth wide and took the shaft deeper inside. He could smell the musky scent of male and the heavy alpha pheromones.

“Ugh…, mm.”

A flush crept up Yeonwoo’s face, his breathing restricted as he worked his mouth. He moved his head up and down, sucking on the shaft filling his mouth.

“Don’t create suction.”

Chahyun instructed, rubbing the back of Yeonwoo’s neck. His low, arousal-laced voice tickled the soft skin of Yeonwoo’s ear.

Slurp, chomp. Embarrassingly explicit sounds filled the air. Yeonwoo felt heat rise to the tips of his ears.

Overwhelmed by embarrassment, Yeonwoo lowered his gaze and focused on the blowjob. Chahyun’s gaze remained fixed on Yeonwoo’s long eyelashes and red lips.

“Haaah.”

The more deeply and quickly Yeonwoo moved his head, the more Chahyun’s satisfied moans echoed through the room.

He gently caressed Yeonwoo’s puffed cheeks, then roughly swept his bangs back. With his forehead exposed, his flushed face was fully revealed. Yeonwoo’s face, mouth full of cock, looked like a white canvas splattered with tiny drops of red paint.

“It suits you.”

Chahyun murmured, twirling Yeonwoo’s soft hair between his fingers.

Lately, he’d been regretting setting up the cafe for Yeonwoo. Imagining this face smiling all day, greeting customers sweetly, made his stomach churn.

Chahyun knew that one of the reasons Yeonwoo’s cafe was doing well was this damn pretty face. The coffee seller was unnecessarily hot.

This lewd face and body should only be seen by me. Chahyun thought darkly, moving his hips. He needed to cum inside Hong Yeonwoo, mark his territory. Drench him in alpha pheromones so that other alphas wouldn’t dare touch him.

“Ugh, mm, uh…! Hah.”

Though suffering from the thick shaft hitting the back of his throat, Yeonwoo obediently relaxed his throat muscles. Tears that had welled up finally spilled down his cheeks.

“Fuck, just hold on a little longer.”

Chahyun gritted out between his teeth, threateningly. Then, swirling his cock around the hot, soft lining of Yeonwoo’s mouth, he forced his throat open.

“Haaah! Mm…!”

“You always like it when I press against the back of your molars with my cock.”

Chahyun chuckled mischievously. As Yeonwoo struggled, reaching his limit holding his breath, Chahyun pulled out just in time.

“Haa, haa…, ha.”

Staring down at Yeonwoo catching his breath, Chahyun took his slick, wet cock and rubbed it against Yeonwoo’s flushed cheek. Yeonwoo winced, closing one eye.

Feeling the soft texture of Yeonwoo’s face against his cock tightened Chahyun’s lower abdomen.

“Suck it again.”

“Okay…”

Yeonwoo opened his mouth, his half-lidded eyes hazy.

Instead of letting him take the head immediately, Chahyun teased his sharp jawline and small nose with his shaft. Yeonwoo diligently moved his head, following the erratic movements, trying to take the cock into his mouth. He looked like he was begging to be filled with cum, driving Chahyun to the peak of his arousal.

“Hurry up and do it. Hmm…?”

Yeonwoo, knowing exactly what Chahyun liked, licked the head of his cock and whined.

“Do it?”

“Yes.”

“Where?”

“…Inside, my mouth.”

“Open it.”

As if waiting for those words, Yeonwoo opened his mouth with an “ah.” Finally succumbing to the temptation, Chahyun thrust his cock all the way to the root into Yeonwoo’s open mouth.

“Ah!”

“Shit…”

After a few rough thrusts, unable to hold back any longer, he erupted, burying his cock deep in Yeonwoo’s throat. He could feel the vibrations as Yeonwoo swallowed his cum down his throat.

“Kuh.”

“Ugh, mm…”

After a while, Chahyun pulled out. Despite his throat being numb, Yeonwoo coughed slightly and licked the remaining cum from the tip of Chahyun’s cock. A soft tch sounded as his lips made contact.

“Haa… haa, is that… enough.”

Before he could finish speaking, Chahyun grabbed Yeonwoo’s hair roughly and pulled him in for a kiss. Unlike his rough handling, the kiss was incredibly gentle.

As if even more thirsty, Chahyun tasted and stole the breath from Yeonwoo’s mouth. He wanted to possess him completely, leaving nothing behind.

“Mmm… uh.”

And that’s why Yeonwoo became afraid. Afraid that Chahyun might be deceiving him.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

Chahyun tilted his head and asked, as Yeonwoo looked up at him with moist eyes.

“Do you, have something to tell me?”

Chahyun pulled his lips away completely and looked down at Yeonwoo, who was still kneeling between his legs.

“Yes.”

Yeonwoo swallowed hard.

“…What is it.”

“If you skip your therapy again, I’ll really punish you all night.”

Muttering seriously, Chahyun pinched Yeonwoo’s nipple.

“Oh, what are you talking about?”

“Do I look like I’m joking? I’m serious.”

“Move. I need to brush my teeth.”

“Why are you trying to wash it away after I just came for you?”

“Get off, you’re heavy.”

“Don’t you dare miss your hospital appointment next week.”

“…….”

“Huh? Answer me.”

“Okay.”

“Good boy.”

A large hand ruffled Yeonwoo’s wet hair.

Yeonwoo laughed powerlessly. His words, his actions, the way he looked at him… nothing had changed since college.

So he hoped that what Chahyun’s mother had said wasn’t true. He hoped it was a lie, fabricated to get rid of Hong Yeonwoo, the penniless omega with a bad leg.

“I’m sleepy. I really want to sleep now.”

“Let’s sleep.”

Chahyun lifted Yeonwoo into his arms. His feet dangled in the air.

Yeonwoo was about to tell him to put him down, but instead relaxed in his embrace. They went into the bedroom together.

* * *

The next day.

Before asking about the fiancé, he needed proof. Not to corner Baek Chahyun, but evidence for Hong Yeonwoo himself.

Evidence that Chahyun’s mother had lied.

Evidence that their peaceful daily life wouldn’t collapse.

Yeonwoo needed that.

As soon as he saw Chahyun leave for work this morning, he headed to the university hospital in Gangnam instead of the cafe.

“Hong Yeonwoo? What are you doing here? Alone, without Chahyun.”

Yeonwoo, sitting on a chair in the first-floor lobby, turned his head at the sound of his name. Sanggyun, wearing a white coat, approached with a puzzled expression.

“Hyung. How have you been?”

“I’m always at the hospital, so…”

Oh Sanggyun. Son of the director of Juseok University Hospital and a working surgeon.

He was an acquaintance Yeonwoo had made through Chahyun, and he was the one who had connected him with the rehabilitation center when Yeonwoo had injured his ankle.

Having met frequently for treatment, they had become close enough to occasionally share meals and catch up. He was one of the few people who knew about Chahyun and Yeonwoo’s relationship.

“I have something I want to ask you.”

“What is it? Something important?”

“It’s important to me.”

Sanggyun looked around, then, as if deciding it was difficult to talk there, gestured for him to follow. Yeonwoo followed him silently.

After much thought, he’d concluded that Oh Sanggyun was the most suitable person to tell him the truth.

Someone in a social position likely to know about Chahyun’s marriage. And someone relatively easy for him to approach. Besides, he had a good personality.

“Hyung. I already know everything, so just be honest with me.”

As soon as they entered the quiet office, away from the open lobby, Yeonwoo spoke preemptively.

“What is it? You’re suddenly scaring me…”

Sanggyun widened his eyes, feigning fear.

Of course, saying he knew everything was a lie. He felt that if he asked innocently about the truth without knowing anything, he wouldn’t get the answer he wanted. So he decided to bluff a little.

“Baek Chahyun’s marriage.”

“Huh?”

“You knew about it, right?”

After asking, Yeonwoo swallowed hard.

Please, say you don’t know. Say what are you talking about, this is the first I’m hearing of it…

“Baek Chahyun’s getting married?”

However, Sanggyun’s calm voice made his heart sink. Yeonwoo stared intently at his troubled expression.

“…You did know, right?”

“Yeonwoo, that’s a family matter, so it’s a bit difficult for me to say anything…”

“Ha, it was true.”

He definitely seemed to know something.

He was just testing the waters, but he hadn’t expected him to take the bait so easily.