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As far as ruts went, Choi got off pretty easy. Some alphas had overactive scent glands, crazy hormone spikes, mild to severe fevers, and up to seven-day ruts.
In contrast, Choi was very functional, picking up around his apartment and even getting after chores and meal prep that he put off for this very time of the month. Sometimes he’d stick on a light scent blocker and just walk outside like that to pop into the store or pick up mail because even his pheromone production didn’t really spike during his ordinary ruts. Whenever he spoke about it during water cooler chats, his other alpha coworkers usually said something to the effect of how lucky he was to get such light symptoms.
For the most part, he’d definitely agree that these 4–6 day weekends every month were definitely a plus for his general work-life balance.
If this was all he had to put up with, Choi would even come in for work with a couple of heavy-duty scent blockers to keep himself nice and busy throughout his entire rut.
However, Choi was stringent about restricting his social interactions for those four days. While he wasn’t the walking mess that other alphas could be, he wouldn’t exactly categorize himself during his rut as fit for the public.
That was why Choi found it rather perplexing to have Ryu Jaekwan turn up at his door. “Ah. Jaekwan, what are you doing here?”
Rich cobalt hid beneath a black baseball cap, and from broad shoulders hung a large dark canvas jacket. Jaekwan was dressed casually, a rare but welcome sight… on any other day. He shifted on his feet and said, “You said your rut was today.”
“That’s right. Did you need something?” Choi wanted to invite him in and offer something to drink, but he didn’t feel like it was appropriate… even if it felt like their previous hookup made Choi start to think otherwise.
“You weren’t picking up your phone, but I wanted to check if you wanted someone to accompany you.” While his tone was perfectly even-keeled, he rubbed the back of his neck, just barely tilting his head to the side to flash his bare neck for a tantalizing few seconds.
Choi swallowed. “I just sent a text about my rut to let you know about my absence tomorrow. I wasn’t necessarily asking you to come.”
Although it was understandable why Jaekwan would be under that impression, since Choi had accompanied his rut last time and asked Jaekwan to invite him to the next one. A note of confusion shifted across Jaekwan’s mouth. “I’d like to assist your rut if you need me.”
A prickle spread beneath Choi’s skin to settle in a warm hum, and he thought Jaekwan’s tendency to be of use was endearing, although somewhat inconvenient in this specific instance. His scent glands were starting to itch underneath the light scent blockers he slapped on before he answered the door. He couldn’t help a small smile. “I see. I appreciate the thought, Jaekwan, but my ruts are pretty light, so I don’t need to steal you for four whole days.”
Though Choi had issued a polite refusal, his visitor idled at his doorstep, somewhat off-put by something about Choi’s demeanor.
The longer he stood there, the more Choi was tempted to think that Jaekwan came over for slightly less compassionate reasons. That was just his hormones talking because his coworker, kind as always, asked, “Are you sure? I could stay with you however long you need or bring you anything you need from the store.”
Though Choi had been keeping his distance in the doorway, he caught the briefest whiff of Jaekwan’s scent. Its usual steel was still lining the smell, but its softer, sweeter core had flowered open and warmed up the scent and communicated concern almost to the point of affection. Choi cupped a palm over his patched scent glands starting to kick into gear. He smiled involuntarily, and before he could really think about it, he said, “You’d do that?”
Jaekwan looked at him and gave a single nod, his expression showing just how sincere he always was.
Everything a rutting alpha would need for the next four days was already sitting in the apartment, even though he didn’t necessarily need to stay quarantined like other alphas. Still, his heart rate was picking up, and his impulses were storming forward as he sunnily replied, “I’m not so sure about that, but… go to the store and bring whatever you think is needed.”
The man across from him seemed a bit confused by the vague instructions but didn’t know how to ask for clarification.
Reining in his instincts, Choi stepped back and grabbed the door handle. He would offer some sort of goodbye or maybe a word of thanks, but he didn’t think that he would say either of those things when Jaekwan was standing at his door with all his maddeningly innocent intentions and stoic good looks, smelling like that .
Jaekwan’s best chances now would be to drop off some inhibitors and scent blockers before leaving quietly exactly when Choi told him to.
Sticking him with one more friendly smile, Choi shut the door.
The nature of his work as a spy/Disaster Management Bureau Agent/Daydream Inc. employee meant that Soleum had gotten accustomed to doing various things far outside the scope of what was considered normal. Well, he would dispute how comfortable he’d actually become with doing things like cutting off his own limbs and dodging various eldritch abominations, but this was now Soleum’s line of work, whether he liked it or not.
On top of all that, he also had to deal with his boss breathing down his neck. While Director Ho didn’t tend to impose very unreasonable demands on Soleum in the midst of his spy-work, this particular incident concerned Soleum having lost the door plate for the Fox Counseling Office. To be accurate, he hadn’t done something as stupid as casually misplacing it, but he did use it inside a ghost story to bargain his way out.
The ghost that he’d bargained with allowed him to leave the darkness, but it still left Soleum in the uncomfortable position of needing to wait almost a week to come back to the darkness to barter it back into his possession. This ordinarily wouldn’t be a problem if it weren’t for the fact that Director Ho seemed to have noticed that Soleum had temporarily lost track of his means of communication with him and seemed quite intent on having a chat with him. The invitations came via foxes. They were usually hovering in the peripheries of his vision, and no one else seemed to notice how they would lounge about beneath the window of his office or lurk at the mouths of alleyways as if trying to lure him elsewhere.
They’d only shown up a couple of hours ago, so Soleum could plausibly claim that he hadn’t noticed them yet, but he needed to stall for time before he met Director Ho. If he got sucked into that conversation now, Director Ho probably had some kind of task for Soleum as punishment for losing the plate. Considering Soleum was already busy enough as it was, he’d rather not go crazy trying to deal with even more ghost stories on his already terrifying plate.
Of course, as if by outrageous coincidence, Soleum received a text message from the Black Tortoise group chat. Choi was notifying both of them of his absence for the next four or five days.
The idea popped into his head shamefully quickly. Though not nearly as quickly, Soleum jumped to reasons why it wasn’t a good idea to do it, but Braun was already picking up on his train of thought with no small amount of amusement about just what Soleum was going to get up to just to avoid a sticky situation with his boss. Director Ho would probably see right through the excuse that Soleum wasn’t available because he had to maintain cover when his sunbae asked him to attend his rut, but if Soleum brought back the Fox Counseling Office plate to their next meeting, then Director Ho would probably let it slide since he was the type of boss to only care about results.
So, by some twisted act of fate, these four days were more than enough for his purposes, and dear god, Soleum was legitimately considering it.
Last time Soleum slept with them while one of them was in rut, it ended with relatively little consequence besides a mutual agreement that they would consider it a one-time hook-up and treat each other just as they had prior to the incident. Even so, wouldn’t it be too suspect for Choi to buy the same trick for the second time?
At this rate, Soleum would just look incredibly depraved for immediately showing up unannounced for two ruts, but it was better than getting caught up in something troublesome by Director Ho’s hands.
Honestly, he was still thinking about it when he found himself standing in front of the apartment complex again , feeling all out of sorts about the idea of going back into a similar situation as the one that happened last month. While Soleum was nervous about the potential consequences of going here again, he couldn’t deny that a familiar heat was returning to his skin at the thought of going back into that steam bath of sex and pheromones. He never used to think of himself as a particularly sexual person, but there was an incredible allure about that night because it had boiled him down to his basic instincts. Soleum wasn’t even aware that his body could react in such a way to any stimulus, never mind his sunbaes.
Though Soleum was usually decisive about such matters, maybe the fact that he wasn’t under life-threatening pressure made him more wishy-washy about it because he probably dithered for fifteen minutes on whether to come inside or pretend the idea never occurred to him. Before he could come to a decision, a set of footsteps behind him cut off his spiraling train of thought.
“Soleum-ssi?” A rustle of plastic accompanied that familiar voice.
Ryu Jaekwan was standing right in front of him, holding bags of scent blockers, inhibitors, and opaque bags of unspecified items. In his other hand, sports drinks, energy bars, and some groceries filled the others. He quite obviously was preparing for a rut.
“Sunbae,” Soleum responded dumbly, too busy connecting the dots about this frighteningly familiar situation. “What are you doing here?”
“I’m… seeing Choi,” he answered awkwardly, looking away beneath the black brim of his cap.
Soleum swallowed, trying to suppress the premature prickle of his scent glands at what was about to unfold. But there was no use denying it when Jaekwan stiffened ever so slightly when the wind blew him Soleum’s scent. He muttered, “So am I. Should we… go up together?”
Choi left plenty between the lines for Jaekwan to read.
When he told him to go pick up whatever he thought would be needed, Jaekwan should just get him the basics for a rut—food, drugs, blockers. While Choi had been anticipating that Jaekwan might do something to set him off, like bring condoms and lube, he certainly didn’t expect his normally level-headed hubae to interpret the task of “whatever was needed” to include Kim Soleum .
Before he knew it, he invited both of his team members to sit on his couch with a cup of coffee before he quickly excused himself to the restroom.
Most alphas could get through their ruts without incident if they weren’t exposed to any provocative stimuli, which usually meant sexual pheromones, aggressive alphas, or stressful factors. In that case, it could just pass like a bad fever.
For Choi, his triggering stimuli were thankfully pretty small. He could interact with strangers with no problem during his rut, and it usually took something significant to make his hormones spike like a typical alpha’s.
The “something significant” was sitting in his living room.
His blood was stirring, and his skin was heating up as rut pheromones built up like crazy beneath his clothes, as his instincts built up like lightning in a bottle about what to do with Ryu Jaekwan and Kim Soleum here to accompany him during his rut. Naturally, he’d like to take full advantage. Logically, he shouldn’t do whatever the hell he wanted to them.
But obviously , Choi was slipping pretty far beyond logic when his scent glands were making too big of a mess for his scent blockers to possibly cover up, and the two biggest objects of his sexual attraction lately were waiting in the living room for him. Even if he took these over-the-counter inhibitors right now, he’d still be stuck pacing around feeling like he was about to crawl out of his skin with his restlessness. If he even managed to get them out of his apartment, he might just call them right back. He needed prescription inhibitors, but Choi hadn’t needed those since high school, so, like an idiot, he didn’t have them on him right now.
Before he could get worse, Choi rinsed off his neck and wrists the best he could and put heavier-duty patches on, so he could feel more presentable and sane when he walked out into the living room again. Whatever hopes he had of feeling coherent went out the window when he ran into the building atmosphere of scent in his absence.
The air was thick with anticipation and the slightest hint of arousal—probably from exposure to his rut pheromones clinging to the furniture. There was a reason why they smelled like that, of course, but Choi’s brain was taking it very differently as he sat down in front of them with a smile. “I’m guessing you two want to help with my rut?”
Whatever Choi looked or smelled like, it was making the two of them slightly wary when they tried to gauge his thoughts, but they both ended up giving an affirmative answer.
“I haven’t really told you two what it’s like for me during a rut, huh?” Choi sat back with his own cup of coffee, trying to settle his nerves with a few sips of the hot dark roast. He normally took it with enough cream to turn it blonde, but shocking his taste buds would serve him better right now. He wrinkled his nose a bit and continued, “Normally, it’s not that much different for my day-to-day life, but it’s a bit different when I get stimulated. My hormones have massive swings, and my behavior is very different than what you normally see. In other words, I become pretty aggressive and unpredictable. Not to the point of violence, but it’s still enough for me to avoid sex during my ruts.”
It made sense that they looked confused, considering Choi was acting perfectly lucid, but Jaekwan put forward with perfect confidence, “I’m okay with that. I’ll stay if you need me.”
Soleum’s expression was more apprehensive, but it shifted with a tantalizingly mysterious softness. “I’m also willing to stay. I trust you.”
Evidently, this explanation wasn’t convincing for them at all. “I’d also like to mention that I become a huge control freak, so it’s pretty likely that I’ll try to dominate the both of you with a lot of unreasonable demands and get testy if that instinct doesn’t feel sated. I don’t want either of you to experience something you wouldn’t like, so I think it would probably be for the best if both of you went home.”
The two sat in stunned silence. Neither of them said anything until Jaekwan brought himself to cough and reply, “But Choi, you’re fully in rut right now, and you smell anxious.”
“Do I?” Choi scratched his cheek, which felt hot to the touch. His hormones were raging like a bull right now, and that expression softening up Jaekwan’s hard, defined features was just fuel for the fire. He smiled. “Don’t worry about that. My ruts always pass very easily when I’m alone.”
“I’d like to accompany you during your rut,” Soleum offered as if he were helping at all by being here and stirring up a fuck-ton of hormones looking at him like that. “I came here because I wanted to do that.”
While Choi was incredibly suspicious about Soleum’s actual reasons for attending a second rut, he was in no position to start interrogating him right at this moment. He tore off his scent blockers and let them take in the full scope of what he was describing. His scent poured out, warm, damp, and earthy, yet sharp like they were standing in a lightning storm. His colleagues would often note how he smelled like fresh rain and remarked on how light and cozy it was, but he was sure that he smelled unrecognizable right now. It was rolling through the room like dark clouds, and it was rife with the smoky, intense scent of rut.
“I’m pretty agitated about what’s happening right now.” A small smile rested on Choi’s lips, heart rate thumping in his chest like a drumbeat as he felt his good senses falling right out of his head. “I do think I might take it out on you two somehow if you decide to stay. If you feel like you want to leave, then do that right away without telling me. I’m being serious.”
They thought that just nodding their agreement would be enough.
“Promise me that you’ll leave if you don’t like it,” Choi stated, brooking no room for argument. The tension inside his chest was peaking, his sheathed temper resting on it. He felt out of his mind right now.
Eventually, they both submitted that promise to him, their scents and expressions trying to convey obedience as best they could. At least they got the picture about what sort of rutting alpha they were dealing with. It didn’t placate Choi in the slightest, though, as he beckoned them to his bedroom.
It was thick with the smell of rut, naturally, and the scent was concentrated near the bed, so he made them stand right next to it. Choi checked his phone. “I still need to put away all the stuff that Jaekwan brought. Why don’t you two get started without me?”
Jaekwan looked up. “I can do that instead.”
Choi smiled. “Get started without me.”
Just from seeing whatever it was Choi’s expression was displaying, Jaekwan got the picture pretty quickly. Neither did Soleum argue about the command.
“I’m gonna be in the kitchen tidying up. When I come back in here, I’m expecting everything in the room to smell like you two. So, get busy. Okay?” With that, he crossed back to the door leading back out to the living room, but he couldn’t help stopping at the doorway and adding, “Don’t take off a single piece of clothing.”
He left and shut the door after him. Choi still felt buzzed out of his mind with hormones, but there was some relief when that exchange passed without much resistance. Honestly, he was nervous to be in the same room as his two office bombshells/latest hookups when he was like this, so he was relocating out to the kitchen for the time being to recollect himself. He picked up all the supplies that Jaekwan brought, cataloguing each item to reimburse his hubae for later, and he filed everything to their proper places. The only things left were the black bags containing a bottle of lube and a box of knotting-grade condoms.
Choi couldn’t help a smirk as he inspected the box, imagining Jaekwan judging which one he should pick out for Choi to fuck him with. There were twelve in each box, yet he bought two as if Choi could possibly go twenty-four rounds even during a rut, and it sort of amused him that Jaekwan was evidently not that familiar with other alphas during rut. Since there were three of them now, twenty-four might not even be enough, but Choi had more in his nightstand that was doubtlessly going to get used up.
He threw in a couple of water bottles and snacks with the supplies, but Choi wanted to stretch this out as long as he could. He felt calmer when those two weren’t sitting in front of him and making his thoughts veer off into unknown territory, and leaving them alone would give them plenty of time to reconsider how good an idea it would be to nope out of staying for his rut. But in any case, it wasn’t a bad thing to know that his two coworkers were trying their best to saturate his bedroom with the smell of sex before he came back.
He picked up their coffees, all of them in varying states of being finished, but they wouldn’t be needed anymore. He only held onto his own to sip, but he did press his lips together and mutter, “How can Jaekwan and Soleum drink it like this…?”
Though Choi tended to this and that around the apartment, no one left his bedroom and out the front door. Soleum and Jaekwan must’ve been left to their own devices for going on twenty minutes now. At this point, he decided to check in.
He opened the door, and he almost had to cover his nose because they’d done such a good job making his entire bedroom fucking unusable now. The wall of pheromone was like a punch to the nose, and it was raising heat across his skin like wildfire. A straight shot of it went south to knock out his senses for good.
The sight that greeted him was just as provocative because they’d taken to a sloppy makeout on top of his rut-scented bed, both of them panting and overheating in their outerwear that were in suggestive states of disarray. To Choi’s surprise, Jaekwan was the one pinned down under the beta’s mouth.
At his entrance, they both looked up, dazed and slightly out of it.
“Don’t stop on my account.” Choi flashed a friendly smile and made his way over to an armchair where his work bag had been sitting. Picking it up, he leaned the plastic bag against the chair leg before sitting down himself to flip through some of the records. “Keep going. I’m still busy with stuff.”
The stuff was copies of old records he’d dug up from Soleum’s work file. Choi held a thick sheaf of them with a barely repressed grin as he watched their creator practically fall apart from a few wet kisses to his scent gland.
The papers he had in hand were part of his ongoing investigation into what the hell was so odd about his new hubae, and these ones in particular highlighted everything so strange and alluring about him. The vivid, elaborate detail about the ghost stories was much too complete to truly result from a single agent’s first-time exploration, yet its pragmatic, thorough writing style left nothing to chance for future agents. It was clear that Agent Grapes would rather shed too much detail than too little for the sake of the next person depending on his accounts. He smiled as he flipped through the pages.
As if trying to catch his attention, a moan slipped from Soleum’s mouth when Jaekwan’s lips were on his neck. The beta’s head was bowed forward, unable to even keep his head up as he submitted to the sensation. Choi sat back and suggested, “Why don’t we get some layers off of Soleum-ssi? Poor thing looks like he’s melting.”
He’d only come with a jacket over a white tee and some dark pants, and it was all coming off quickly to hit the floor. Though it was Soleum getting stripped naked, Jaekwan was reacting equally as much to seeing him naked in broad daylight—this time while he was lucid. Rather shamelessly, Jaekwan’s gaze was devouring every inch of pale skin dusted with a hot blush.
Choi grinned and leaned down to grab the lube from the bag. He tossed it near them. “You two probably can’t keep going without this, right?”
As if he were waiting for instructions, Jaekwan obeyed immediately. Soleum followed after by getting off of him to settle on his back, providing Choi the perfect angle to watch. It was exactly what Choi wanted to see, but he saw Jaekwan squeeze a dollop of lube onto his fingers as Soleum did his own part settling onto his back.
“Isn’t that too little? You should put more.” Shelving his ankle atop his other knee, Choi got comfortable going through Soleum’s files, which were so perfectly composed and well-organized in stark contrast to the naked, sex-addled mess watching with barely restrained want as Jaekwan poured out the lube. “Pfft. More than that. You bought an entire bottle of it for this occasion, so why not be ambitious and try to use it all up by the end of this?”
Jaekwan had almost triple the normal amount dripping off his fingers by the time Choi considered it to be a satisfactory amount, so when he brought his fingers between Soleum’s thighs, the sound was positively obscene. No matter how carefully Jaekwan was trying to do it, there was always going to be lube dripping down Soleum’s ass and leaking onto the bed. The only real solution to keeping the lube from spilling was to stuff all of it into his hole.
The result was that Jaekwan was churning his fingers deeper inside, gathering up the liquid to push it inside with a filthy squelch, even though it was just going to ooze back out when he was so tight. All of their efforts were detailed through sound, so Choi didn’t even have to look up from his papers to know that Jaekwan was pushing his fingers in to the hilt, lube leaking out no matter how he tried to plug up Soleum’s sopping wet hole. The beta was starting to breathe even harder now, almost tipping into gasps. He squirmed, and it was clear that Jaekwan wasn’t touching his prostate, probably to avoid unnecessarily teasing him, but it seemed to have the opposite effect.
A breathy, half-formed sound of Jaekwan’s name slipped from Soleum’s mouth.
The alpha hesitated and mistook it as a request to slow down, so now his fingers were gliding in and out almost as if to savor the wet glide against Soleum’s soft rim. Despite the absolutely lewd picture the two of them were presenting, Jaekwan’s expression was careful and determined to cater exactly to Soleum’s comfort. It was kind of like watching two virgins fuck, even though Choi knew very well that they definitely were not. Those two had fucked several times in front of Choi, but it seemed like they still had no idea what to do without his guidance because Soleum was squirming and fluttering on Jaekwan’s fingers to seek the right stimulation, yet Jaekwan wasn’t giving him anything but a slow, gentle slide.
The cutest little moan dropped out in all of Soleum’s frustration, and Choi had to hide a smile behind his papers as he watched Soleum’s composure turn to putty. The beta had screwed his eyes shut, cheeks reddening, and let his head tip back as he coped with Jaekwan’s inadvertent teasing. While this seemed painful for Soleum, Choi wanted to see how far Soleum would twist himself up before he started begging for Jaekwan to fingerbang him properly.
It was probably worse for Soleum than Choi was imagining because the beta was stewing in all this pent-up pheromone—from Jaekwan, whose scent made no secret of how much he wanted to screw him, and Choi, who was filling the entire room in overwhelming rut pheromones. All of that, and Soleum was just getting a teasingly slow drag of a few fingers when his hole must feel so soaked and needy for what the bath of pheromones around him was promising. The sound he let out next was closer to a cry as he let his thighs fall completely open as if begging for his sunbae’s cock already.
Wow, Choi internally remarked as he watched Soleum practically start crying and keening from getting fingered. Wooow. This was really beyond what he was imagining.
“ Hah, please…. ” His poor hubae was falling apart at the seams, driven to begging, “Please, Choi.”
It was so cute how Soleum thought he was going to get out of this by saying his name like that. He just kept shuffling around his papers and idly reminded, “If you want to stop, then we can just take a break or even call it quits if you need.”
“No,” Soleum said blindly, a total mess when Jaekwan’s fingers were so painfully slowly screwing into him like that. “I don’t wanna stop. Choi. ”
He bit down on a grin. “Is it polite to moan another man’s name while one already has three fingers knuckle-deep inside you? I’m still busy. Take it up with your other sunbae.”
Left without any help, Soleum bit down on his bottom lip to wrestle with his apparent disinclination to ask for something he wanted. Oblivious, Jaekwan leaned in to press soft kisses to his neck around his glossy scent glands and gently asked, “Are you okay, Soleum-ssi?”
“Yes,” he replied stiltedly, breath catching as his fingers sank in again. His tone had softened a bit when he was addressing Jaekwan, and this innocent little exchange was so weirdly chaste for the perverse scene happening right below them. It was kind of super hot. “Jaekwan-ssi….”
“Yes?” He was listening intently now, ever eager to be at Soleum’s service.
“You can do it… harder.” For what Soleum was asking for, the way he requested it was so shy to the point where it looped back around to sexy.
“Oh.” After a slight pause, Jaekwan started speeding up his fingers, and the flick of his wrist as he pushed in was making Soleum’s thighs shake. Without Soleum providing any feedback, Jaekwan just kept turning up the dial bit by bit. “Like this?”
Soleum’s mouth dropped open, and he clutched a fist into the sleeve of Jaekwan’s jacket, thighs tensing up around the shove of Jaekwan’s fingers. As if seeking comfort, he leaned his head against Jaekwan’s shoulder, trying and failing to swallow the moans punching out of his throat. Though Soleum got what he wanted, it seemed like he was facing a different kind of torture when Jaekwan wasn’t doing anything besides mercilessly fingerbanging him into a sloppy mess and pressing contrastingly sweet, comforting kisses to his shoulder.
Honestly, Choi thought that Jaekwan would have been balls deep in him by now, but he wasn’t doing a single thing without Choi’s explicit approval. It was true that he was in rut, but he still wanted to see Jaekwan and Soleum finally act on their closet pervert tendencies that Choi usually had to drag out himself. Jaekwan smelled like he wanted to fuck Soleum into the mattress, and Soleum smelled like he wanted to get fucked silly. So, what the hell was going on here?
Even so, watching the two of them carefully edge around their own desires was entertaining in its own right. Choi would love to watch the two of them drive themselves crazy for hours trying to pretend that they weren’t dying for an excuse to fuck like animals, but these two had more stubborn restraint than anyone he knew. They’d be here all week before one of them snapped.
They probably just needed a little push. “Did you loosen him up enough, Jaekwan?”
“Yes.” His fingers slid out, leaving Soleum gaping and fluttering. His legs had spread obscenely wide, his body making desperate invitations for someone to come fill it up.
“Great. Get started.” Choi shifted his hips in the chair, the bulge between his legs already getting uncomfortable, but the current scenario was just getting too good for him to let go of control.
However, Jaekwan seemed hesitant to obey. “Me?”
“Who else? You spent all that time fingerfucking him open to take your knot.”
Slightly embarrassed by the notion, Jaekwan paused before saying, “But you’re the one that’s in rut.”
Choi grinned. “That’s right. Whatever I say goes right now, so I say that you’re going to fuck Soleum-ssi until I say that you’re allowed to stop.”
The two watched him in stunned silence as Choi got up and casually stripped off his sweatshirt to leave himself with just a white tee beneath. He approached the side of the bed and gestured for Soleum to raise up his arms and let his sunbae pull the large sweater that reeked of alpha rut over his head. The sweater was already oversized on Choi, so his slightly smaller junior was drowning in it when his head popped up through the collar. His face was already blushing red from the intense pheromones.
Choi fixed his hair for him and continued without looking up, “You can use whatever positions you want, go as fast or as slow as you decide. Do whatever you want to him. You’re just not allowed to stop until I let you, even if he’s crying and begging. Okay?”
It seemed like Jaekwan was hesitant about the idea of fucking his hubae to tears, but Choi moved on to his other junior before he had a chance to respond.
“Soleum.” Choi tipped the beta’s face up to look at him. “You know that if it gets too hard, you can leave, right?”
“Yes,” he answered faintly, eyes already glazing over from the fingerfucking and the scent of Choi raining directly down on him.
“But I’m still a bit upset about last time.” Choi stroked his cheek, petting him on impulse to appreciate his soft skin and narrow jaw. “You left the very next morning without a word, like you were fucking and chucking us. Seriously, you take three knots back-to-back, and you can still run away after three hours of sleep? I thought you came because you wanted to get roughed up by two rutting alphas at the same time.”
Embarrassment swirled on the beta’s face before he had the thought to hide it. “I… I had to go somewhere.”
“Go somewhere?” Choi couldn’t help but scoff as he grabbed Soleum’s jaw, his rut pheromones intensifying. “Before you even have a full night of sleep or even some breakfast? You picked up and ran so fast that no one would even suspect that just hours before that, you were begging your sunbaes to fuck you deeper. Whatever sort of urgent business you had first thing in the morning, I don’t think it comes before taking basic care of yourself. Wouldn’t you agree, Soleum-ssi?”
He looked properly chastised. “Yes….”
“Let’s see if you learn your lesson.” Choi let him go and stepped back with his arms crossed. “Well, since I still feel a bit upset, I’ll say that you’re not allowed to cum until I say so.”
“What?” Soleum’s eyes were widening, and rightfully so, since he was already hard to the point of leaking.
“You know what? Let’s also ban Jaekwan from cumming, too.” Choi was so amused by this entire situation that he was hiding a smile behind a hand framing half his face. “I guess it doesn’t sound very fair when Soleum-ssi was the only one that did something wrong, but this is less of a punishment for you and more like… blowing off steam for me? Anyway, it’ll be easier to endure if you’re not the only one suffering, right?”
Soleum gripped the sleeve of his sweater, worrying it between his fingers. “How… how long until we can stop?”
“Until I’m satisfied?” Choi guessed as he fetched a condom and two water bottles from the bag he brought in. As he watched them take a drink, he reassured, “Don’t worry. I’m sure Jaekwan will go easy on you, so let your sunbae take care of you.”
Lowering his water bottle, Soleum’s gaze shifted up to his other sunbae, who looked uncertain but still blushed to oblivion as the alpha nodded in agreement with Choi’s words. Though he’d looked so dependable making that promise to take care of Soleum, when he eventually started to undress, the heavy cock he was going to shove inside him sprang out, already wet and swollen. “Soleum-ssi. Are you ready?”
Choi took his seat again, watching how Soleum rolled onto his back and parted his knees with a small nod. Jaekwan took his place between his legs, going slowly and carefully as if this was their first time—even though Soleum had taken his knot twice and gone several more rounds with him besides. But considering this was their first time having sex outside of his rut—as far as Choi knew—it kind of made things feel a little more innocent as Jaekwan soothed a palm on the inside of Soleum’s thigh. Or maybe this was just how Jaekwan had sex?
That guy was a pretty conscientious type, but the way that he slowly settled on top and grasped his partner’s hips with gentle consideration seemed unique between him and Soleum. It could only be described as affectionate. Jaekwan was doting toward Soleum in a way that Choi didn’t see with anyone else.
It kind of made Choi feel like he was intruding when Soleum’s breath caught as the tip probably slipped in. Jaekwan was bracing a hand on Soleum’s thigh as if grounding him as he inched inside, constantly monitoring Soleum’s expressions even though the beta was trying and failing to hide his face behind his arm only to bring the sleeve of Choi’s sweater against his nose. Soleum had to lay his arms above his head to keep from inhaling any more scent, leaving his body wide open for the taking. It was just getting the beta more riled up as Jaekwan’s massive cock slowly split him open until he was panting and blushing. No doubt the sight of Soleum getting so horny as soon as Jaekwan so much as got the tip in must be doing a number on Jaekwan.
Fuck, just getting it halfway in was making Soleum moan, the quiet beta already losing control over his volume. Choi smirked, wondering if Soleum had a thing for being watched. As much as Choi would like to find out, he wasn’t going to do anything to get in the way of how Jaekwan was trying to help Soleum by soothing palms over his stomach, as if the way that Soleum was whining and squirming looked anything like pain. Still, Jaekwan was murmuring, “Soleum-ssi, please relax. I’m almost inside.”
“Please,” the beta blurted before he even knew what he was whining for. His dick was dripping everywhere on his stomach, implicitly affirming Choi’s hunch about his hubae’s latent taste for being watched. “S-slower.”
“Am I hurting you?” He paused to check in with his junior again, using that same soft expression reserved just for him.
“N-no,” Soleum mumbled, again trying to hide behind his sleeve and getting another face-full of pheromone. Flustered out of his mind, he admitted, “When it goes in, it just feels really… good. I’m going to cum if you go too fast, sunbae.”
Choi held the bottom of his face and looked away, trying to contain his reaction to that . His dick was straining in his pants just witnessing this, but he didn’t want to interrupt what was apparently the vanilla softcore porn unfolding on his bed.
Though Choi had no idea how, Jaekwan somehow hadn’t cum from that display, but his ears were turning red as he started to nudge his cock deeper again. “This feels… good, Soleum-ssi?”
Soleum was almost unable to respond as his lips fell open, and his voice strung out tight and breathy when he responded, “ Yes .”
Good god , he should’ve made them do this ages ago. This was the fucking best.
One way or another, those two managed to get it in all on their own without Choi helping them. Their hips came flush against each other—that massive cock stuffed into Soleum. Jaekwan rested their foreheads together, so they could both take a second to adjust. In an uncharacteristically cute move, Soleum reached up to cup the back of Jaekwan’s neck, keeping him close, and Jaekwan obliged him by lowering himself to get even closer. “Soleum-ssi.”
Good god. It was an oddly sweet scene, but everything about these two was so weirdly tender that Choi kinda couldn’t stop watching.
“You can move,” Soleum murmured, lashes fanning low. “Just go slowly.”
At that cue, Jaekwan started rocking his hips, overly conscious of Soleum and how he was taking it, but he got comfortable enough to rub his face into Soleum’s wrist. Well, his sleeve. Actually, Jaekwan was straight up pressing his face into the shoulder of Soleum’s sweater with incredible indulgence as he let his hips rut into Soleum. He buried his face into the spot where Soleum’s scent glands should be smearing all over the inside of Choi’s sweater.
Wow. He was really getting in there. Choi sat transfixed as Jaekwan changed the angle to thrust in even deeper, grabbing at the sweatshirt and muffling groans into it as Soleum moaned and wrapped his arms around his neck, caging them both in Choi’s rut pheromones.
Fanning himself with his documents, Choi couldn’t help starting to blush because those two got so intimate that they ended up just making love on his bed. He’d intended to pry out their latent desires, but what was hiding underneath was too embarrassingly adorable for Choi to keep a straight face around.
“Soleum-ssi.” Hiking up one of Soleum’s legs over the crook of his shoulder, Jaekwan was rolling his hips into him. His voice was as soft as the old sweater Soleum was nestled in, and from the tangle of limbs and skin, there was a wet noise like soft, open-mouthed kisses sucked into skin. A couple of them, actually.
Soleum could only stand a couple more before he was unwinding his arms and revealing how Jaekwan had latched onto the side of his neck, too high up to cover up any hickeys, but knowing that guy, he was probably being too gentle to bruise anyway. Soleum rolled his face away with a pleasure-pinched expression, hands bracing against Jaekwan’s chest. Whatever the alpha was doing to his neck was making him gasp, “Jaekwan-ssi.”
Probably picking up on the tremor in his voice and the twitch of his hips, Jaekwan left his neck somehow looking even more dazed than Soleum, but he settled for biting the fabric of Choi’s sweater instead. All this while still shoving his cock inside Soleum’s sopping wet hole. The beta had no such luxury of something to muffle his helpless moans.
Choi deliberated behind his papers with a growing sense of amusement. Or maybe it was sadism because he was enjoying how easy it was to make them act more depraved when they were specifically prohibited from getting off. It made him want to push it further.
He got up to leave the room.
There was a pause in rhythm as they both noticed his exit, but he didn’t say anything. He just left the door wide open, so he could hear everything as he went back out to the living room.
Pulling his laptop into his lap, he figured that now was a good time to make an appointment with his endocrinologist to prescribe him some inhibitors. And also shop for sex toys with same-day shipping.
He wasn’t gonna go that far with this stunt. Just an hour and he would come back, but man, were they getting loud at the thirty-minute mark.
To be accurate, it was Soleum wracked with shivering moans and hiccuping whines. Jaekwan could only occasionally be heard through some truly pitiful groans and the whimpers of Soleum’s name. Their rhythm was slow and constantly thrown off whenever either of them was getting close to finishing.
Honestly, Choi was pretty surprised they were being so strictly obedient. To be sure, Choi warned them that his ruts were more about his hormonal instincts than anything, but the degree to which model employee Agent Bronze and top rookie Agent Grapes were honoring their given task was incredible. Really, did they just hear an instruction and feel this deep-rooted desire to follow it exactly? Choi didn’t even tell them what he was going to do when one of them would eventually cum without permission; they were just motivated by the command alone. Didn’t they know that these types of orders were designed to be impossible to give Choi an excuse to hand out punishment?
But seriously, it was kind of cute how seriously those two were taking it. It would’ve panned out better for them if they had failed fifteen minutes in. Whatever they were doing to each other right now was probably worse than any punishment Choi could have thought up.
“ Jaekwan-ssi, ” Soleum sobbed, his voice a wet wreck. “S-slower.”
A groan faintly filtered out from the room, the pace stuttering. “Please, relax a bit.”
Choi almost didn’t want to go back in and let them off the hook. But then again, the thought of watching one of them break the rules right in front of him sounded too good to pass up.
Since it sounded like they were getting desperate in there, Choi decided to set aside his emails for another time and went back into his bedroom with some chilled drinks.
They’d been producing such a thick, irresistible smell of desperate lust for half an hour now, and the bedroom was completely saturated with it. It was making Choi’s scent glands prickle violently, and he was starting to reach the end of his own rope not doing anything about the bulge in his pants. But he thought it would be a shame to step in right now when they were doing such a good job pulling each other apart.
They’d changed positions since Choi left, but it didn’t appear to do them any good since they were both still fucking with deliciously painful sensitivity. Soleum was on his hands and knees, though he’d folded forward to just leave his ass in the air, propped up on quivering thighs. He finally had the sense to roll up his sleeves, but he was still face-down in Choi’s rut-scented sheets. Jaekwan was kneeling behind him, hands holding up those trembling hips to fuck into.
He admired the scene. “Thirty minutes sure did a number on you two.”
“ Choi! ” Both of them finally took notice of his presence at the door.
Taking way too much satisfaction in their slightly indignant tone at being neglected for so long, Choi almost wished he’d left for an hour just to come back to them overstimulating each other through several orgasms… but they were already having a hard enough time as it was. He left the drinks on his dresser and came to inspect the damage. “Pull out and get him on his back.”
Jaekwan’s cock popped out and almost smacked against his stomach, looking painfully hard. Without even inspecting the condom, it was abundantly clear he’d been edged to hell for the past half hour. The poor thing looked tender to the touch. Naturally, a full knot had formed at the base as well with so much constant stimulation inside his favorite hubae.
Perhaps in worse condition, Soleum had been rolled onto his back to show the utter mess of precum his red, weeping cock had made on his front. His hole was also just a scene of total indecency. All the lube that had been stuffed into Soleum had just gotten fucked back out and coated every inch of his overstimulated flesh. His soaked hole was red and twitching from the fucking.
Yet on the beta’s stomach, Choi noticed a streak of cloudiness. “Oh, wow. Soleum-ssi, did you cum a little while I was gone?”
Soleum drew in a shaky breath and nodded obediently. “Yes.”
“Didn’t I say you were banned?” Choi gestured for Jaekwan to get back inside him again.
The look on Soleum’s face as Jaekwan flipped him back on his hands and knees to mount him again was just amazing. Still, he admitted, “Yes.”
“I was going to leave for an hour, but you couldn’t last thirty minutes. Was Jaekwan’s dick that good?” Choi already knew the answer to that question—which was yes, very— but he sat down on the edge of the bed to grill Soleum about it.
Soleum’s eyes had already glazed over once that massive cock had stuffed back into him, the hot knot probably smearing against his rim as well. Mindlessly, he answered, “Yes….”
“What’s so good about it that you couldn’t even stop yourself from cumming untouched?”
Eyes fluttering from the cock rocking into him again, Soleum could only stutter, “I-I don’t know.”
Choi scoffed, and both of them flinched at whatever his scent was conveying. “You don’t know? You’ve had half an hour to think about it, and I definitely remember you seducing your way into getting fucked on it all night. Surely, something comes to mind when it’s clear you’re obsessed with your sunbae’s dick.”
His hubae’s face somehow reached an even richer color, and behind him, Jaekwan hissed, no doubt because Soleum was squeezing up in tell-tale arousal. Jaekwan managed to coax him into relaxing again, and Soleum was back to jolting forward on his cock. When Choi’s scent was pressing down on him, intense and insistent, any pretense of propriety was melting right off him, and Soleum breathed, “It’s… big. And the knot… keeps rubbing me.”
Choi grinned. “You like it when he grinds his knot against your ass? Does it remind you of when he shoved it into you over and over?”
A little whimper was all the confirmation that Choi needed, yet his hubae was trying to dodge the question again. “It just feels hot… and he smells like he wants to knot me.”
“Can you blame him? Your scent keeps begging for one so strongly that I could pick it up from all the way in the kitchen. Now, you went and came on your own even though Jaekwan’s not allowed. It’s not fair to him, is it?” Before Soleum could reply, Choi started slowly undoing his belt. Not looking up, Choi casually suggested, “Jaekwan, why don’t you punish him for it?”
The alpha was just staring at him, eyes fixed on the hands slowly undoing his trousers. “Punish him?”
Taking his time shifting his clothes aside, Choi’s cock eventually popped out. He let out a breath because, obviously, the tip was soaked and hard beyond belief. Without even touching it, there were the bare beginnings of a knot at the base—just from the rut hormones alone. His dick was sensitive to the touch when he took himself in hand. “Your hubae should be punished if he isn’t listening to his superior, right? Let’s have you do it.”
The prospect seemed daunting to Jaekwan, who hesitated before asking, “How should I do it?”
“I don’t care. Punish him.” Choi wasn’t in the least convinced by that hapless look when he already knew all about that freaky side of him that only came out during rut, and even then , Choi had to insistently tease it out. Contrary to his gentle nature, there was a part of Jaekwan that only dared to leave bites all over Choi’s shoulders and bruises on his hips, yet that nature was very safely concealed from Soleum, who arguably was the biggest trigger for it. “You probably don’t even need to do that much to torture him. He’s a mess.”
Even though Jaekwan was half-responsible for Soleum’s oversensitive state, he looked concerned about the idea of piling punishment onto his hubae.
“Don’t worry so much. He’ll get a reward if he can take your punishment, Jaekwan.” Choi didn’t miss how Soleum’s eyes were none too subtly glancing at his dick, and that practically settled what Soleum would like as a reward. Choi looked back up at the other alpha with an amused smile. “Do whatever you want to him. Spank him, edge him, knot him—whatever you do, he has to take it because I said so.”
He slid a glance at Soleum with a small smile. “Unless Soleum-ssi would rather quit or take a break?”
It seemed like Soleum couldn’t stand the idea of having to stop when he was one punishment away from the reward that he’d gotten fucked to tears for over an hour to get. The beta peeked backward, his voice softening up into something irresistibly desperate. “Jaekwan-ssi, I can do it. Give me a punishment.”
Jaekwan swallowed, laying a light touch on the other man’s back. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” Soleum answered with a bit more urgency, making it abundantly clear that he wanted to escape the torment as fast as possible. Agent Grapes was as consistent as ever. “Please.”
Finally persuaded into it, Jaekwan ran a hand up Soleum’s spine until he reached his shoulder and pulled them flush, back to chest. Soleum fell right onto Jaekwan’s lap, both of them now kneeling right in front of Choi, Soleum’s knees splayed out on either side of Jaekwan’s to display their tight coupling. Soleum was sitting right on top of Jaekwan’s knot. His hips were just slightly shifting to try to relieve the feeling of the knot pressing against his entrance, but it was probably just making the feeling more intense if Soleum’s face was anything to judge by.
Nosing past the sweater’s collar, Jaekwan kissed along his hubae’s shoulder and eventually reached his overactive scent gland, raw and glossy. He pressed his mouth right on it. Red-bitten lips fell open in instantaneous reaction even though Jaekwan was easing him into it with gentle kisses and kitten licks. However, this was a punishment, so he eventually had to introduce some force. Jaekwan started sucking kisses into the area, each one more stimulating than the last.
The beta’s taste alone was enough to excite Jaekwan’s appetite. Maybe it was the sex-addled taste or the arousal fermenting Soleum’s scent into something headier, but Jaekwan was drinking it like aphrodisiac concentrate. Soleum tried to sit still and take it, but that resolve didn’t last very long before he was squirming in Jaekwan’s grip. He gripped Jaekwan’s knee and the hand splayed over his chest. “Jaekwan-ssi.”
Predictably, Jaekwan slowed down accordingly, but Choi cut in, “You’re doing well, Jaekwan. You’re barely even touching him, and he’s already falling apart on your dick. Keep going like that.”
After a pause, Jaekwan was starting to push through it anyway, ramping up the intensity even though his hubae was panting and keening from the progressively sharper kisses. Choi stroked himself to the sight, letting his deepening pheromones tell Jaekwan that he was doing everything right. The signal was working well—better than Choi thought—because Jaekwan was even grinding his hips up to enjoy how Soleum’s wet, soft rim was fluttering against his knot. He closed a bite around Soleum’s scent gland.
Back arching forward, Soleum was openly trying to relieve the pressure against his hole and squirm away from Jaekwan’s mouth. The beta’s cock was twitching between his legs. “ Jaekwan-ssi, w-wait, your knot…! ”
Choi whistled. “Can you feel him trying to squeeze your dick off? Hell, I bet you can taste how turned on he is from sitting on your massive knot. In a few more minutes, it’s gonna make him cum untouched for the second time. Don’t you wanna see him cum from nothing but that?”
“No,” Soleum gasped, precum practically streaming from his tip when Jaekwan was getting greedier about lapping up his scent and appreciating his sopping wet hole. A pitchy keen came out as Soleum’s body tried to cope with the building stimulation. “ Please , Jaekwan-ssi. Sunbae!”
There was still something gentle in the way that Jaekwan’s hands were rubbing circles onto his hip and soothing bruises with kisses, but there was something equally selfish in the way that he was starting to thrust upwards to keep fucking Soleum into an incoherent mess. Choi grinned at the sight. “I didn’t think you’d be such a natural, Jaekwan. I think you should be rewarded for giving such a good punishment, so why don’t you cum inside him now?”
The words were like a trigger for the alpha to start pounding into Soleum, thinking about nothing else but seeking out pleasure from Soleum’s willing body. The beta cried out, reaching backwards to clutch at the back of Jaekwan’s neck and ineffectually begging. Choi already intended to reward Soleum regardless of whether he came or not, but he was looking forward to seeing his perfect hubae fall apart. And yet right as it seemed like Soleum was about to lose it, he shot his hand down to squeeze himself just under his swollen tip.
“Good god,” Choi muttered, watching Soleum block off his own orgasm even while getting mercilessly fucked against that huge knot. Soleum’s eyes had screwed shut, his entire body shuddering as he took everything Jaekwan gave him.
In just a few moments, Jaekwan slammed all the way in and erratically ground his hips inside, milking out his orgasm inside Soleum’s twitching body. By the time that Jaekwan had released his bite and pulled that massive cock out of him, Soleum was a shivering wreck in his lap. Despite having his brains fucked out, Soleum was raising teary, glassy eyes up to Choi and pleading, “ Choi . Please, let me cum.”
Faced with such an amazing display, Choi had no choice but to pull Soleum toward him, pulling those pale, shivering thighs open to take his place between. He quickly snapped on a condom before he started pressing into Soleum’s soft, needy hole that was effortlessly opening up to take him. “You’re unbelievable. I’m amazed at how you’re so perfect and do everything flawlessly. How can you be such an overachiever and pass all my expectations? You worked so hard, so cum as much as you want, Soleum-ssi.”
Still stubbornly blocking off his own orgasm, Soleum was still in tears as he fluttered around Choi’s advance deeper inside, which stopped just before his quickly filling knot. When Choi drew back, Soleum’s walls tightened as if unwilling to give up a single inch. “No, no, your knot. Please, I’ve been waiting so long—please!”
Before he could even think about it, Choi had buried it inside him. As if he couldn’t control himself, Choi’s hips were already pulling back to pop the knot out, the momentary squeeze of Soleum’s rim shooting through his brain like a bullet. “Oh, my god.”
The beta’s legs were already winding around his hips and trying to draw him back in, practically crying for it. “No, put it in, please put it back in—”
Completely helpless to Soleum’s begging, Choi shoved it right back in until they tied. Soleum’s orgasm finally shot across his sweater with a loud sob, and his hips were writhing and flinching from the knot grinding against his walls. Pent-up for this long, Choi’s climax hit him like a fucking truck. Soleum was so tight around him, twisting and whining around his cock until Choi was blinking stars from his vision and practically pouring cum into him. Barely able to think from how good it was, Choi breathed, “So damn tight. Fuck, you’re gonna cut it off, Soleum-ssi.”
Lost in his own world, Soleum was canting his hips down to fuck his own prostate on Choi’s knot while babbling, “ Feels so good—please, don’t take it out, sunbae. ”
“It’s all yours.” The corner of Choi’s lips tilted up even through the ecstasy of knotting this outrageously hot beta, and he chuckled. “You think I’ll say no when you worked so hard to earn it? If you want, you can spend the next four days cumming just like this on my knot, Soleum-ssi. Hm? Does that reward sound good to you? You can even pick between Jaekwan and I for who gets your mouth and who gets your ass.”
“Yes.” Soleum was nodding at everything Choi was saying, voice breaking down into loud whimpers and half-formed attempts at his name.
After beckoning Jaekwan closer, Choi redirected the beta’s attention to his other sunbae kneeling at his side, still hot and hard and dissatisfied with only one orgasm after all that edging. The condom had been stripped off, leaving just his bare cock to be admired. “You should thank your sunbae for the punishment he gave you. It’s only right to pay him back when Jaekwan did so well making a mess out of you.”
Soleum gave a tiny moan of assent before reaching out to touch it and even leaning over to put his lips on it. Choi kept angling his hips to press on his good spots, so Soleum would be making all kinds of lewd sounds as he pressed wet kisses onto the cock that had been overstimulating him until he cried just fifteen minutes ago. “Thank you, sunbae….”
There was a bright blush on the back of the alpha’s neck at the display, and he groaned when Soleum finally slipped the tip between his lips. Jaekwan shuffled his hips forward to give Soleum an easier angle to sink even deeper. The sound of his lips sucking off Jaekwan’s cock and moaning his thanks in between was utterly indecent.
The beta’s dark lashes fluttered as he looped through post-orgasmic bliss, sex pheromone overexposure, and rebounding lust for the alpha twitching in his mouth. Soleum wasn’t even working this sloppy blowjob with any real strategy other than plain enthusiasm for servicing Jaekwan’s cock with his lips and tongue. The alpha’s dripping tip was glossing precum onto his bottom lip as he deliriously murmured, “Sunbae, thank you for punishing me.”
Jaekwan could only stand that for about a few minutes longer before he was cumming with a whimper into his own hand, but even as his cum was dribbling down his fingers, Soleum was leaning forward and licking it off his knuckles. It was filthy, but Choi had always known they were closet perverts, so it wasn’t terribly surprising that Soleum was eating cum out of Jaekwan’s palm, and Jaekwan was letting the rest of his orgasm hit the beta’s flushed cheeks and lips. Those two were in their own depraved little world.
Choi was naturally taking extreme delight in pushing those two to this point, but after burying his knot and orgasm into Soleum’s guts, another wave of stronger rut symptoms was starting to hit him face-first. The blush all over his body was starting to make his clothes feel oppressively sweaty, and his dick felt so overstimulated yet nowhere near satisfied. His scent glands were aching with overproduction, too.
The mood swings, however, were fucking crazy. The desire for control and obedience was waning off, and he was starting to feel the kickback of anxiety right when he started fretting over his two hubaes.
He was dimly aware that he was nosediving into the other extreme of alpha hormones, but it was kind of impossible not to feel freaked out about how well he was taking care of his partners when he went so overboard. There were bruises all over Soleum whose eyes were puffy from crying, and Jaekwan had been made to endure past his limit. They were his hubaes under his care, so he needed to take care of them, especially in the bedroom where he was looking after them even more intimately.
Pawing at his hubae’s stomach and furiously wondering why he ever knotted Soleum without more prep, Choi fussed, “Soleum-ssi, does it hurt anywhere? Are you okay?”
When Jaekwan turned to look at him, another surge of blisteringly strong instinct compelled Choi to check Jaekwan’s condition by turning his face this way and that. Did he even eat before coming over?
Jaekwan touched Choi’s wrist, and his brows furrowed. “Choi, is something wrong? You smell very anxious.”
“Do you feel okay? You look like you need water. There’s some in the bag there. Soleum-ssi needs one, too.” Choi looked down and ran a gentle thumb over the small bite Soleum left on his own lip and felt increasing panic. “Go to the medicine cabinet in the bathroom and get the ointment for me. And there’s scratches on your shoulders, too, Jaekwan—”
“What?” Jaekwan craned to look at his back as if he just noticed the red score marks there, but he turned away from them as if they weren’t already reddening with irritation. His eyes searched Choi’s face with growing concern. “Is your rut getting worse?”
A flash of guilt chilled his face. “ No , no, I won’t be doing anything else crazy to you guys. I’m sorry, I just—I normally am a lot more behaved with my prescription inhibitors, so I’m not used to this. I know I went so overboard, but—”
“That’s not what I meant,” Jaekwan slowly clarified, looking more and more confused by whatever he was smelling off of Choi and generally from how flustered his sunbae was acting. “It’s okay, Choi. I’m fine. You’re the one who smells distressed.”
No matter what Jaekwan was saying, Choi was getting wound tighter about how Soleum looked so flushed red—probably from overheating in that damn sweater. “Fuck, what a mess. Soleum-ssi, let me take this off of you; you must be overheating. This is why I told you two to leave before I could do anything to you two—”
A hand cupped the back of his neck and pulled him into a soft kiss, as slow and gentle as the person giving it to him. Despite his current concerns, Choi was relaxing into it when the other alpha’s tongue tasted like Soleum—crisply sweet and fleetingly light–and his opinion that Jaekwan was the better kisser wasn’t just meaningless flattery. It was intense and sincere in feeling, and it was so easy for Choi to reciprocate it when it felt this nice.
“Sunbae,” Soleum murmured in turn, reaching up to rub his cheek on Choi’s scent gland. His hubae was even grabbing Choi’s wrist to rub its scent gland against his neck. Careful of his sensitivity, Soleum was licking where the oil had smeared onto the skin surrounding his glands.
Choi’s lashes fluttered at the arresting stimulation when he had both of his hubaes attacking him at once like this. Still, he was grabbing at Soleum and lecturing, “Soleum-ssi, don’t move, my knot hasn’t gone down yet, and you’re not even stretched properly.”
“It doesn’t hurt.” Soleum seemed to be regaining his senses a bit more quickly now because his expression shifted with some embarrassment when he mumbled, “Jaekwan-ssi had been inside for a long time.”
The mention had Choi’s stomach twisting uncomfortably. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to force you and Jaekwan to do something like that. Are you okay—”
“I’m fine.” When Soleum shifted his thighs to adjust himself, he seemed to have stimulated himself inside, and his eyelids flickered. His voice was a touch breathier when he said, “I thought your rut would be like Jaekwan’s, so I was surprised… but I didn’t dislike it.”
Even if Soleum was saying something like that, Choi still had to hold himself accountable for all this. There was still the incredibly likely probability that Soleum was here for reasons he wasn’t telling him, so it was probable that he wasn’t even here because he wanted to be, yet Choi was too caught up screwing around again for the second time. Tomorrow, he was going to wake up to the empty side of the bed again and wonder where the hell Soleum went on his own without telling Choi or anybody at all—
“Sunbae. Choi-ssi.” Soleum was having a hard time maintaining eye contact, but he was fiddling with the edge of his sweater as he admitted, “I really didn’t dislike it because I came here expecting this kind of thing…. Besides, I know you. I trust you and Jaekwan-ssi.”
The words were pulling at Choi, persuading him to fall right into it just like last time, and to some extent, he did believe that Soleum trusted him and Jaekwan. It had to be true when the way he acted displayed an outrageous confidence in his team members in so many situations, so something about how guarded Soleum was about who he was and what he worried about was simply beyond trust. There was little Choi could do for him.
The only thing he could do for Soleum was to trust him in turn and hope he tries to rely on his sunbaes a little bit. “Please be honest with me if there’s something you need, Soleum-ssi. Please, for anything.”
The only way Soleum could really answer him was with a small, guarded smile and a soft kiss.
The next four days passed about as expected. Though Choi’s rut was intense in a different way than Soleum anticipated, it was easier to manage once he and Jaekwan understood his hormonal swings. They satisfied Choi’s instinctual cravings for control and obedience whenever he made demands for it, but they also made sure to catch him on the subsequent emotional crash. To be sure, Choi’s sexual needs weren’t as pronounced as the average alpha’s, but his hormones made up for it. Soleum assumed that Choi’s ruts were fairly light since he was only ever gone for four days every month, but it was clear that his rut hormones were practically landmines with the right trigger.
By the fifth morning, before the sun even came up, Soleum rose by himself.
It would be prudent to go as soon as possible to grab the plate, even if Soleum’s hips were sore enough that he had trouble walking right. It would be a task to leave undetected to come back to his motel to shower, eat, and gear up to head right back out for a ghost story, but there was very little choice about the matter. Director Ho was still waiting, and another ghost story constantly loomed over every horizon.
Soleum just needed a moment to collect his thoughts before he left the apartment because the quiet that came with a morning in which he was the only one awake among the sleeping was peculiarly peaceful if not somewhat lonely. That was, until he felt a shiver crawl up his back.
He looked behind him, and Choi was silently observing him but with no apparent desire to detain him. The alpha was lying stomach-down onto a pillow, head turned to the side to look up at him. His voice was hoarse yet soft when he asked, “Got somewhere to be?”
The question was inherently intimidating, but it felt like Choi was asking without judgment. For once, Soleum didn’t feel like he needed to scramble for a suitable response. He just nodded.
“Could I convince you to stay for one more day?”
They both knew the answer to that, but it was like Choi made a point of asking these uncomfortable questions. Soleum almost didn’t know what to do with it. Or how to repay its worth.
His gaze averted slightly to the side, and all he could say in return was, “Can I… use your shower?”
The corners of Choi’s eyes crinkled, and a faint cloud of soft, damply sweet scent rose up to tickle his nose. “Sure. Why don’t you take one with Jaekwan?”
Soleum’s thoughts stumbled. “With… Jaekwan-ssi?”
“He could help you stand… and he’d be better behaved than me.” Choi grinned and sat up. “I’ll go make breakfast. Be done before it gets cold, ‘kay?”