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Taehyun inwardly sighed, wondering why they were bothering with more small talk when they both knew what they were here to do. He closed his eyes and responded.
“Yeah, let’s do it.”
Better to get it over with.
Back when he was a student, corporal punishment was still a thing.
Whether it was for being late or not doing his homework, Taehyun always chose to just get it over with quickly.
Pain was something you could get used to, but the anxiety leading up to it was unbearable.
This wasn’t much different.
If it was something he’d have to adjust to eventually, he might as well start now.
Once Taehyun made up his mind and answered, Sejin got up from his seat.
“The bedroom’s this way. Do you want to use the bathroom?”
As Sejin gave him a quick explanation of the house’s layout, Taehyun stood and followed him.
He had taken a shower earlier at the Weah Sports facility before coming over, but driving here could’ve made him feel a bit grimy, so he nodded. Sejin added a bit more.
“There’s a fresh robe in the bathroom.”
Was he expecting him to come out in the robe since he’d be undressing anyway?
Sejin wasn’t the type to talk much.
Despite his delicate, elegant appearance, his words were always curt and to the point.
Even four years ago, when Taehyun used to follow him around and meddle in his business, Sejin never changed his straightforward way of speaking, even though Taehyun had warned him countless times that it could lead to misunderstandings with others.
But it was just part of Sejin’s personality.
If he was willing to handle the small problems that arose from it, Taehyun had no reason to nag him.
It was just a bit of a waste, though.
If Sejin reduced the misunderstandings, he’d have a lot more good people around him.
But since that was Sejin’s choice, Taehyun couldn’t say much more.
“Alright, I’ll take a quick shower and be out.”
In the awkward atmosphere, Taehyun practically fled to the bathroom at the end of the hallway.
When he opened the door, he was greeted by a large tiled bathtub, big enough for several adults at once.
Beside it, a window offered a clear view of the garden outside, which seemed to be some kind of magic mirror that prevented people from looking in.
There was a shower booth separated by glass, so he didn’t have to worry about using the bathtub alone.
It was a fascinating interior, one you wouldn’t normally see in a typical home.
‘I mean, living in a house like this would be tough for me, but maybe not impossible if it were on the outskirts of Seoul…’
As Taehyun stood under the warm water, memories of real estate programs about construction costs and land prices flitted through his mind.
Even if it wasn’t impossible, he couldn’t see himself spending that much money on a house to live in alone.
Maybe in the distant future, after retiring from being an athlete and spending ten or twenty years as a coach, he could live in a house like this, perhaps doubling as a guest house or a pension.
But that was a story for a far-off future.
‘Living alone in a place like this would be too lonely.’
Having guests around would make it less lonely.
As those thoughts passed through his head, the soap bubbles on his body washed away.
The moment of no return was drawing closer.
When Taehyun turned off the shower, the noise of the water ceased, and the bathroom was enveloped in silence.
Why was he feeling so tense, as if he was being dragged into a battlefield?
Taehyun sighed in the steam-filled bathroom and reached for the robe hanging outside the shower.
Unlike the standard hotel robes, this one was light, absorbent, and soft.
Even someone like Taehyun, who didn’t know much about such things, could tell it was expensive.
‘He uses good stuff, huh.’
It made sense, considering how much money Sejin had.
Although Taehyun had also amassed enough wealth through years of commercials and TV appearances to live comfortably for the rest of his life, he had grown up in a tough environment, so he never got used to spending money.
If he had that much extra cash, he’d rather donate it to replace equipment in the communal facilities used by his juniors.
Indulging in luxury for himself felt strange.
As a result, everything in this house looked novel to him.
The million-won couches and multi-million-won beds all seemed like props on a movie set.
How about Sejin?
Even though he had lived abroad, back when they were together, he didn’t seem all that different from Taehyun.
He hadn’t expected the gap between them to widen this much.
‘Not that I can say I’m particularly envious…’
For some reason, it felt like Sejin had become more distant.
Even though Taehyun had been the one to cut ties.
“……”
Lost in unnecessary thoughts, he hadn’t noticed the water had fully absorbed into the robe.
Since he would be putting on his clothes after everything was over, he neatly folded the ones he had taken off in the bathroom.
As he stepped out, he noticed the bedroom door was open.
Taehyun placed his folded clothes down carefully and walked toward the room, still in his robe.
“I’m done with the shower.”
As soon as he stepped into the room, a familiar strong pheromone scent from the last time they met at the hotel hit him.
Taehyun instinctively moved to cover his nose and mouth but stopped when he remembered why he was here.
Normally, he’d freak out and wonder who the hell would use so much pheromone, but this time, it was serving its purpose.
“……”
Sejin, sitting on the edge of the bed, looked up at him.
His long legs stretched out from under a pair of loose shorts, and Taehyun couldn’t help but laugh at the thought of the massive thing he saw last time trapped under those shorts.
Clearing his throat, Taehyun tried to dispel the stray thoughts as he walked toward Sejin.
“Like I said last time, I’m not going to break or anything from being touched, so do whatever you want.”
It wasn’t like he was some precious thing to be handled with care.
They weren’t lovers; this was a relationship built on mutual benefit, so there was no need for delicate treatment.
If Sejin wanted that, Taehyun could go along with it to a degree, but otherwise, there was no need.
As Taehyun slowly loosened the tie of his robe and approached, the floral scent around Sejin grew stronger.
His lower stomach heated up in response.
“Hah…”
As Taehyun straddled Sejin’s thighs, spreading his legs, Sejin carefully parted the robe and extended his hand toward Taehyun’s waist.
The moment Sejin’s hand touched the firm muscles, Taehyun flinched, his abs quivering down to their roots.
Sejin slowly caressed the well-defined muscles with his fingertips before grabbing Taehyun’s half-erect member with his other hand.
Pre-cum was already leaking slowly from the tip, so it didn’t seem like they’d need any lubrication.
“Ah…”
Though slow, Sejin’s grip was persistent.
As he gently rolled the head of Taehyun’s cock in his palm, the pheromones Taehyun emitted grew even stronger.
It was the pleasant scent of sun-dried warmth, a smell that didn’t quite fit the sexual tension, yet it was more than enough to excite the alpha in front of him.
Sejin quickened his movements, hoping to intensify Taehyun’s scent.
“Ugh… wait, not there…”
Taehyun, now fully erect and throbbing as if to pierce his own abdomen, bit his lip and rested his hand on Sejin’s shoulder.
Then he guided Sejin’s hand, which had been gripping his cock, to move further back.
His obscene, dripping hole twitched eagerly, begging for attention.
“Here… you have to… put it in…”
It felt strange.
Just moments ago, Taehyun hadn’t even considered this, but the scent of pheromones had his body heating up in an instant.
His mind raced with thoughts of skipping the foreplay and having Sejin penetrate him quickly.
All his previous thoughts—about how it didn’t matter what his partner’s secondary gender was, that rubbing against each other would end the same way—felt foolish now, as his body reacted so intensely.
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