IBPC | Chapter 11.3

Afraid of getting into trouble, Seoyul couldn’t even think of greeting Kangmu and hurriedly turned to go inside.

But as Dubo had said, the sunlight was indeed too strong today. As he quickly stood up and moved, he suddenly felt dizzy, his vision spinning. His sight flashed white, and his legs gave out, causing Seoyul to stumble and sit back down.

“Oh dear…!”

Kangmu quickly approached and supported Seoyul’s swaying body. Seoyul, clutching his dizzy head, leaned into Kangmu’s arms. As the ground seemed to rise and fall beneath him, Seoyul couldn’t gather his senses for a moment, and Kangmu’s eyes wavered as he held Seoyul.

“This is…?”

Looking slightly flustered, Kangmu looked down at Seoyul and leaned closer to sniff him.

This scent—

He had strongly sensed Heegon’s scent on Seoyul last time. It was the same now. Heegon’s scent still lingered heavily on Seoyul.

But at the very end, there was another faint scent rising. Realizing this, Kangmu hesitated and asked Seoyul.

“This scent, could it be…?”

“……?”

“Are you an Eumin?”

Even as he asked, Kangmu seemed unsure, holding Seoyul tightly. Despite his dizziness, Seoyul was startled and pushed away from Kangmu.

“…Ah…”

A chill ran down his spine, spreading throughout his body.

And then came the confusion and fear.

Seeing the fleeting expression on Seoyul’s face, Kangmu felt as if he had received an answer. Standing there, he looked at Seoyul, who didn’t know what to do with his trembling eyes.

He should have asked what an Eumin was. Or at least pretended not to understand, feigning calmness. Before reacting with his whole body, he should have done that.

Seoyul, realizing it was too late for anything, slowly backed away. In that brief moment, he thought about how to get through this situation, but he knew it was already useless. Seoyul headed inside the residence.

Thump, thump.

His heart began to race rapidly.

“Could it be… are you an Eumin?”

Someone other than Heegon had noticed him. They had discovered he was an Omega—

Seoyul, though Kangmu wasn’t chasing him, entered the residence in a panic, pale as a sheet. His legs, which had started trembling, felt weak.

What do I do… What should I do…?

As Seoyul, unable to calm down, almost ran down the corridor.

“What’s the matter?”

Someone stopped Seoyul, who was walking absentmindedly, by grabbing his arm. Startled, Seoyul stepped aside.

“……?!”

Then he saw Heegon’s surprised face, the one who had stopped him.

“……? What’s wrong?”

Seeing Seoyul, who was excessively startled and pale, Heegon asked worriedly. Seoyul, exhaling his rising breath, looked at Heegon and then turned back. Then he looked at Heegon again and grabbed his collar tightly.

“W-what do I do?”

“What about?”

“He noticed, that person…”

“Who?”

“That I’m an Omega—no, an Eumin…”

“—?!”

“Prince Kangmu…”

Seoyul’s explanation came out in short, broken sentences. But Heegon’s face, seemingly understanding the situation, turned cold. Heegon looked at Seoyul for a moment before asking in a lowered voice.

“How did it happen?”

“I don’t… I don’t know…”

Seeing Seoyul’s anxiety, Heegon flinched and furrowed his brow. Then he leaned in close to Seoyul’s neck and inhaled. He could sense Seoyul’s faint scent beneath his own.

“……”

Confirming this, Heegon turned his head towards the direction Seoyul had come from, a hint of surprise crossing his face. After standing there for a moment, Heegon took Seoyul’s arm and led him to his room.

Seoyul, led by Heegon, arrived at his room upstairs. Heegon left a brief command not to let anyone in and brought Seoyul inside. He pushed Seoyul onto the bed, looking puzzled.

He had just recently covered Seoyul’s scent by holding him. But for Seoyul’s scent to be noticeable so quickly. Did Kangmu catch this scent? Enough to suspect he was an Eumin?

“What did you do?”

“Excuse me?”

“What did you do for Kangmu to catch your scent?”

“Just… nothing…”

Or could it be that he reacted to Kangmu’s Yangin energy?

Even just the thought made Heegon feel a choking nausea. Heegon slowly approached Seoyul. Seoyul looked up at Heegon and hesitated.

“What… are you going to do?”

Heegon answered as if it were obvious.

“Immediately.”

“……?”

“I need to cover your scent.”

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“J-Just a moment…”

Seoyul reached back, grabbing onto Heegon’s arm that was holding his waist. But Heegon pushed his member deep inside Seoyul’s backside.

“Ah…”

Seoyul flinched, losing his grip on Heegon’s arm. His body started to shake up and down again.

On the bed, Heegon turned Seoyul’s body over and climbed on top of him. In the rush of foreplay, they hadn’t even managed to take off all their clothes. Heegon lifted Seoyul’s clothes from the bottom, pulling down his undergarments, and inserted his fingers into the unprepared hole. Even though it was a bit rough, Seoyul quickly released his fluids, readying himself.

As soon as he confirmed this, Heegon lifted Seoyul’s hips and inserted himself. Moving his hips a bit hastily, he released inside before Seoyul could even reach his climax.

Heegon continued to thrust inside, keeping his member stiff, leaving Seoyul breathless and overwhelmed.

“Wait… wait, you just went.”

Feeling Heegon pounding inside him again, Seoyul kept trying to close his legs. Heegon then placed his knee between Seoyul’s legs, spreading them apart with his thick, firm thigh.

“No—wait…”

Preventing Seoyul from closing his legs, Heegon resumed his thrusting. Seoyul buried his face into the bedding.

“Ha… why is it like this…”

Even during rut, it wasn’t like this. The rather rough and urgent movements of Heegon left Seoyul’s mind in a daze.

“Ugh… hng…”

The continuous moans escaping from Seoyul made it hard for him to breathe properly.

“…Ha.”

Looking down at Seoyul, Heegon let out a long breath. The semen he hadn’t pulled out after climaxing the first time couldn’t be contained in the tight space and started to trickle out. It soaked into Seoyul’s clothes, which he hadn’t managed to take off.

Heegon pulled down Seoyul’s half-removed top, revealing his back, and buried his face into it, moving his hips roughly again.

“Ah… hng…”

Biting into Seoyul’s shrinking back, Heegon frowned deeply. He kept pushing back the bothersome clothes that kept slipping down.

Their barely hanging clothes rubbed against each other, getting messily crumpled. The sound of their clothes rustling against their skin echoed loudly.

“Ha… ha…”

Breathing heavily, Heegon pulled Seoyul’s waist up higher. As he pushed his member deeper, Seoyul’s body trembled.

“Ugh… s… mm…”

The dense scent of Seoyul spread as Heegon inhaled it, biting down hard inside his mouth.

Kangmu had smelled this scent. If it had been faint, he might not have noticed. But the scent he had caught from Seoyul earlier was quite distinct, so Kangmu would have had no trouble noticing it.

Why had the scent he had covered up not long ago already resurfaced?

The thought kept troubling Heegon. Driven by it, he mindlessly sucked on Seoyul’s soft, white back.

Kangmu was a Yangin like himself. Of course, that was concerning, but in this situation, something else bothered him more.

If Kangmu could sense Seoyul’s scent like he could, then Seoyul could also sense Kangmu’s Yangin scent. So, had Seoyul reacted to Kangmu’s scent? If his heart had been swayed by that scent, causing his Eumin scent to intensify without realizing it…

As his thoughts reached that point, a chilling feeling crept up his spine.

Heegon, after caressing Seoyul’s back for a while, brought his hand from Seoyul’s waist to embrace his chest. Then he lifted his upper body, pulling Seoyul up with him. This caused Seoyul to rise to his knees, with Heegon holding his chest with one arm and gripping his nape with the other.

“How did Kangmu smell your scent?”

“Ha… uh…?”

“I asked what you did for him to smell your scent.”

Heegon brought his lips to Seoyul’s ear and asked. Seoyul couldn’t answer, only gasping for breath, and Heegon turned Seoyul’s head to face him.

“Answer—”

Under Heegon’s urging, Seoyul bit his lower lip before opening it with difficulty.

“I just… felt a bit dizzy… ugh…”

Even as he tried to answer, the relentless sensation inside made Seoyul squeeze his eyes shut.

“Prince Kangmu… caught me…”

“And?”

“That’s all…”

“You weren’t swayed by him?”

What is he talking about—

Seoyul almost snapped, but then realized something and closed his mouth.

Is he not worried about being found out as an Omega, but rather jealous, thinking there’s something between him and Tae Kangmu? Could he really be… jealous?

Seoyul opened his eyes slightly. He tried to look at Heegon, but his head wouldn’t turn further. He raised his hand to grab Heegon’s arm pressing against his chest.

“There’s nothing… with him… really.”

“Then why did your scent become so strong?”

“How would I… hng… know…”

With those words, Seoyul’s lower abdomen trembled. He felt like he was about to climax, leaving him with no energy to speak. With Heegon thrusting inside while he was upright, the mixture of semen and fluids trickled down his thighs.

“Hng… ah—”

As their sticky thighs collided, Seoyul couldn’t withstand the climax and released. His semen soaked into the clothes trailing down his waist.

“Ahh…”

Seoyul’s body trembled from the stimulation of climaxing. He stiffened, shaking, then exhaled the breath he had been holding, relaxing his body. Heegon held Seoyul’s body tighter, continuing to thrust inside.

“Hng… ugh…”

The lingering sensation of climax combined with the thrusting inside made Seoyul continue to moan. Heegon embraced Seoyul, thrusting quickly and forcefully. Before long, he released his second load inside Seoyul.

“Ugh…”

Heegon didn’t stop his hips, pushing the gushing semen deeper inside. He stirred inside a few more times before finally stopping.

“Ha… ha…”

Soon, Seoyul’s body went limp in Heegon’s arms. But Heegon didn’t let go, calming his rough breathing.

“What do we do now?”

Lying on the bed, Seoyul blinked his drowsy eyes slowly. His voice was thick with sleepiness. Heegon, half-sitting, looked down at Seoyul, brushing his disheveled short hair.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it.”

“You’re close… with the Fifth Prince… right…?”

“…”

“I was so startled earlier, I just ran away… it’ll be okay… right…?”

“…”

“Try to… talk… well…”

As Seoyul’s words trailed off, Heegon didn’t respond. Seoyul had finally closed his eyes and drifted into sleep.

Soon, Seoyul’s characteristic breathing while asleep filled the room. Heegon gently stroked Seoyul’s head.

Finally, his mind seemed to have cooled down.

Even after seeing Seoyul pale with fear. Hearing that Kangmu had realized he was an Eumin felt like part of his mind had flown away. He had been so focused on covering Seoyul’s scent with his own that he had pushed Seoyul more than necessary.

He hadn’t lost control like this without the influence of erotomania. Strangely, in front of Seoyul, he kept showing sides of himself he hadn’t intended.

“How did Kangmu smell your scent? …You weren’t swayed by him?”

He hadn’t meant to say such things.

Heegon sighed, scolding himself. He leaned back, pulling the sleeping Seoyul into his arms. Still, holding Seoyul’s body, now covered in his scent again, brought a sense of relief.

Watching Seoyul snuggle into his embrace in his sleep, Heegon looked out at the window, now shrouded in darkness.

It seemed he would have to meet Kangmu tomorrow.